Grandpa Was a Lion is Justin D’Onofrio, a folky Brooklyn musician with a lo-fi bent and a willingness to share. His music is simultaneously earnest and minimalistic but what he lacks in production and fanfare he makes up with heart and an ear for melody.
His music is so quaint and rustic that it wouldn’t be out of place on a dusty shelf in a cabin tucked away in a forgotten forest. I can picture him with his guitar, sitting on and old rocking chair gently crooning these folk gems into existence. His days spent crunching dead leaves under foot as he explores the forest floor for musical inspiration. The tracks are light and airy with whispered vocals like the last leaf of fall clinging desperately onto its branch. It’s the sort of music that is perfect for these blustery days. So wrap yourself up in woolen blanket, pour yourself a cup of hot tea, and enjoy the gentle folk of Grandpa Was a Lion.