What’s in a name? Who knows, according to four guys sitting around a room temperature case of Natty Boh, it’s the road that takes you home. In 2012, three days before their first performance at Honfest in Baltimore, they needed a name. Idling at the traffic light just outside of the practice space, contemplating pages of proposed names with a fateful glance up to the glowing sign above, “Old Eastern” was born.