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Polka Dot Dot Dot embodies one of the great rites of American adolescence: the sleepover, a hootenanny of silly goosery and warm friendships. "We're totally in love with each other," coos Jordan Smith, who asked Colleen Johnson and Onyx of Olympia, two Pacific Northwestern singer/songwriters, to join him on tour in New Zealand, which birthed the adorable trio that will set up camp at Trunk Space on the Fourth of July.
A typical Polka Dot Dot Dot ditty is stone-souped, with everyone contributing arrangements and uplifting harmonies. A songs not finished until its Polka Dotted, Johnson says. "It's folk music," chimes in Onyx, "and folk music makes people feel together."