Calling their music classic rock revival, the band The Lonely H is poised and ready to give throwback a comeback. The four-man band consisting of brothers Eric and Johnny Whitman started when all four members were mere boys on the baseball field. “We were playing baseball in the fourth grade. We were all short and stubby and Dan goes, ‘you want to come to my house and start playing music?’ I was like ‘yeah’ so I just started playing guitar. That’s pretty much how we got started,” says Lonely H guitarist Eric Whitman.

Eric’s brother, Johnny, plays bass for the band along with Mark Fredstone on vocals and keys. Ben Eyestone is the drummer who had ideas stretching beyond the baseball diamond. “We’ve all known each other for so long. I had kindergarten with Mark. It was a natural thing. We can say whatever we want around each other and it doesn’t really matter.. We listen to the same music, talk about the same things, we’re basically all just brothers. The band just kind of progressed and matured as we matured.”

The outspoken Eric, nicknamed ‘Earthquake’ as a child, set the tone early for the boisterous personality of the band, “I was a pretty decent kid, I liked to break things, my nickname was earthquake and I was kind of large. I kind of stomped around. One time my parents were having a dinner party and I got myself completely naked, wrapped myself in toilet paper and sprinted around acting like a seagull. My mom worked at a mill that was about a mile down the road. My brother and I tried to build a catapult and tried to launch me all the way down to the mill. My neighbor had to put the kabash on that,” he says laughing. “I wasn’t a bad kid, I got good grades.”

Their sound grew by necessity from music they heard on their parents’ stereos, “We didn’t really get exposed to other music, and we didn’t have MTV. We were listening to what our parents listened to, which was music like The Eagles, Tom Petty, Bob Segar and Rod Stewart, all the oldies.” The result was a classic rock sound, “but we definitely have our own modern spin on it,” adds Eric.

Their journey out of Port Angeles, Washington, and onto the road started five years ago. “When we were 15, a friend applied us for a Battle of the Bands and we were like, ‘No way, we’re just some little band from Port Angeles, we’re not going to get into this big Seattle thing.’ But we ended out getting second place overall. That’s how we got started in the music industry. When we won, we got some free recording time at a studio. The owner of the studio ended out becoming our manager and our producer. We’ve recorded three albums with him over the years.”

Coming from only playing occasionally in their tiny town, the band hadn’t had a need to give themselves a moniker. “When we applied for the competition, we realized we didn’t even have a name. We were sort of called Champion Escargot, but we decided we couldn’t have that. We liked the band ‘The Who’, but we can’t call ourselves like ‘The How’ or ‘The What’. We were thinking about the elementary school grammar lesson, ‘who, what, when, where and why. ’ About that are all w’s and then there’s ‘how’ that’s all by itself. It’s lonely; it’s the Lonely H. The way we justify that is by saying that ‘how?’ is the most vital question you can ask. Like if you ask, ‘When you gonna be there?’ you answer, ’11:45,’ but if you ask ‘How you gonna get there?’ then you have to explain it.”

The brothers, with the support of their mom, decided to devote their time to the band while they are young; “We were in college for a while. I don’t like to use the word ‘drop-out’ coz that has a bad stigma attached to it, but we all ‘withdrew.’ Our family was, like, you what you want to do- you only live once. Our mom definitely knew where we were coming from. A lot of older people wish they had had taken their experiences when they were younger, coz they really can’t now,” says Eric citing probably the hardest job of a musician, “They can’t drive 45 hours straight.”

He confides that sometimes it’s even a trial for the young, “We pass the time on the tour bus squealing like pigs, putting on cowboy hats and pointing fake guns out the window. It’s a lot of fun,” he says with a laugh.

With their fresh young looks, long blonde hair, unique name, classic sound and 6’8 front man, The Lonely H is sure to leave a lasting impression for years to come.