Built from heartbreak, forged on love. Sarah Humphreys and Kris Morris met and decided to make a life and music together as Eagle & The Wolf. There’s nothing fancy or fake here, just open hearts, great songs and the truth. Together they are truly magical.
“Two of Australia’s finest singer-songwriters, indie-pop goddess Sarah Humphreys and alt-country troubadour Kris Morris, met, fell in love and now they’re making beautiful folk music together as Eagle & The Wolf.”
– Timber & Steel
“Separately Sarah and Kris are two of my favourite singer/songwriters ever but the first time I heard their voices together I was taken to a whole other place! The blend was like nothing I had ever heard before and broke my heart in the most beautiful way”
– Kasey Chambers
Their self-titled album, co-produced by the duo alongside Syd Green (Matt Tonks, Dirty Lucy, Iota), was recorded in an old farm house in the Southern Highlands of NSW, Australia. You can hear every breath, the crackle of the fire, and birds calling in the distance. It’s as raw and heartfelt as it gets.
Already Eagle & The Wolf have shared stages with the likes of The Blind Boys of Alabama (USA), Phil and Dave Alvin (USA), Kasey Chambers, Charlie Parr (USA), Kim Richie (USA), Archie Roach, Katie Noonan and Kevin Bennett.
The lead single “Mama, Son and The Holy Ghost” has had a huge response. After premiering on Triple J’s Roots’N’All it was also playlisted on Double J and reached Number 1 on the Amrap Regional Chart. The moody, underwater film clip (directed by Joel Noble) has also been featured on RAGE and CMC.
The record, Eagle & The Wolf, is out now with further tour plans to follow.
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Before they fell in love, they were friends.
They sang together, they made each other laugh, they had each other’s backs.
They never went too deep, but always knew.
Some parts of their stories needed to come to an end.
Some bridges needed burning so there was never any way back.
The eagle knocked on her window when he was free.
He was tired and cold.
He had forgotten that he was made of magic and fire and sunlight.
The wolf had forgotten her magic too.
She was a sad wolf, stuck inside and she had forgotten the moon and stars.
It waited for her.
It called for her.
She stood up, and opened the window.
When she saw it, she howled.
She too was free.
And when eagle and the wolf opened their eyes they saw each other.
“Will you walk with me, Wolf?”
“Will you fly with me, Eagle?”