Ember & Rye

Our Story

Our Story

A bearded man resting his chin on his hand, black and white

Ember & Rye started as a Sunday supper cooked over a backyard fire, with a friend's trio playing in the corner. The food tasted like the effort and the music kept everyone in their chairs.

We kept the single fire at the center of the kitchen and gave the band a proper stand. Want the whole room? See private events.

From the archive

  • A woman in a white blouse singing into a vintage microphone, smoke curling past a carved cherub
    One more chorus
  • Black-and-white portrait of a bearded man, glasses pushed up, chin on his hand
    Behind the lens
  • A man in a suit singing into a vintage ribbon microphone against dark foliage
    Last set of the night
  • A man in glasses bent over a large sheet of paper, drawing in bright light
    Between sets
  • A saxophonist in a soft hat playing alto sax in a smoky club, a drummer behind
    Smoke and brass
  • A big band on a concert-hall stage seen from above, a shaft of light across the balconies
    The hall, from above
Whoever is passing through town and wants to play until late — that's who's on the stand tonight.
— Ember & Rye