ORVILLE PECK BRINGS HIS SOUND TO PIONEERTOWN

There’s a certain kind of magic that settles over Pioneertown when the sun dips low — the sky turns gold, the dust starts to dance, and you can feel the hum of something special in the air.

This weekend, that hum gets a little louder. Orville Peck — the masked cowboy himself — is playing live at Pappy & Harriet’s, and it’s shaping up to be one of those nights people will talk about long after the amps go quiet.

Just a short drive from Joshua Tree, Pioneertown feels like stepping into another time. Originally built in the 1940s as an old movie set, it’s now home to a handful of artists, dreamers, and desert wanderers who keep its spirit alive. Walk down Mane Street, and you’ll hear boots on weathered wood, the rustle of wind through Joshua trees, and maybe a few chords drifting from a sound check down the road.

Before the show, wander through the General Store or one of the artist shops that line the street. Grab a drink, catch the sunset — it’s the kind of slow, cinematic moment that makes the high desert feel endless.

And then, when the lights come on at Pappy & Harriet’s, everything shifts. The crowd gathers close. The air buzzes with that mix of anticipation and dust. When Orville Peck takes the stage — that deep voice rolling out into the open desert night — it feels like the whole town is holding its breath.

There’s nothing quite like live music under the stars out here. The desert has a way of amplifying it — every note, every heartbeat, every spark of connection.

So if you’re headed to Pioneertown for the show, take your time. Let the drive be part of it. Roll down the windows. Watch the horizon stretch on forever.