Connor Jay Liess
The role of the Rocky Mountain trader is often forgotten, like the practicality of chain mail or the technological superiority of the VHS tape. The same people that call Connor Jay Liess a musician are the same people that call tomatoes a vegetable. No, no. If you traveled all this way to find a musician, well then keep looking. Cause you found yourself a trader. Whether it’s songs or skulls or souvenirs taken from the tangles of Idaho’s diverse wilderness, Connor Jay is the roving rambler of his day, the Boise Basin Bounder, lost in the wrong era, bartering somethings and nothings from the shelves of his Rocky Mountain library, asking not for the money in your wallet but a moment in your time. And if you give him enough time away from the noise and commotion of Boise City, he’ll usually return with a palmful of artifacts and stories plucked from the floor of Idaho’s backwoods that he is more than willing to share, if not part with, if you lend your ear, doesn’t matter which. Connor Jay Liess produces music inspired by the Rocky Mountain wilderness and Western frontier chapter of an older time, preserves roadkill, collects skulls from the prairie, and doesn't like crowds or inauthentic people. And by association of these pastimes, prefers a quiet life disconnected from the modern world.