Preview two tracks from the long awaited David Quinton:Overlook Road LP/CD, coming later this month from Secret Mission Records! This 1980’s powerpop gem has finally been discovered, restored, mastered and released for the first time.
Preview two tracks from the long awaited David Quinton:Overlook Road LP/CD, coming later this month from Secret Mission Records! This 1980’s powerpop gem has finally been discovered, restored, mastered and released for the first time.
Invisible Light is Hallways of Always‘ second record — pressed on ultra quiet deluxe 180 gram vinyl.
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“You can tell when somebody is faking it,” says Cody Cannon, lead singer and guitarist of Whiskey Myers, “and you can tell when it’s real.” This kick-ass band has been steadily building a devoted following with its gritty authenticity, and with their self-titled fifth album, they’re poised to explode.
Each one of the releases from Whiskey Myers has been bigger and bigger — following their break-out third album, 2014’s Early Morning Shakes, their most recent record, Mud, climbed to No. 4 on Billboard’s country charts in 2016. And that was before the group was featured in Kevin Costner’s TV series Yellowstone in 2018 (not just on the soundtrack, but on screen, performing in a bar), which propelled the band’s entire catalogue into the Top 10 of the iTunes country chart.
But playing to larger and wilder crowds — including audiences of more than 100,000 at the Download Festivals in London and Paris — didn’t cause Whiskey Myers to change their approach this time around. “We just bring our songs to the table and make it sound like us,” says Cannon. “We never think about it. We just try to go in and write a good song, whether it’s country or rock and roll or blues.”
Preorder the new album now.
After being expelled from 7 different Russian orphanages, before the age of four, The Methmatics, lived in a feral state in the woods of Anne Arundel county for the first 17 years of their lives.
They were found by a young punk rock couple who made meth in their garage.
As the boys practiced their songs in that same garage , the noxious fumes from the manufacture of the drug , gave their music the unique tonal quality that it has today.
They now create music for their friends, for their own pleasure and because their therapist says is a healthy release to the alternative.
“I just wanted to be honest about everything, from my musical influences to my story,” muses Neal Francis. After years of dishonest living—consumed by drugs, alcohol, and addiction—such sincerity is jarring from the 30-year-old Chicago-based musician. Liberated from a self-destructive past and born anew in sobriety, Francis has captured an inspired collection of songs steeped in New Orleans rhythms, Chicago blues, and early 70s rock n’ roll. There is a deep connection between Francis’s childhood—his obsession with boogie woogie piano, his father’s gift of a dusty Dr. John LP—and the songs he’s created. The result is an astonishing collection of material without parallel in the contemporary funk and soul scene. The influences are unmistakable: the vocal stylings of Allen Toussaint and Leon Russell; the second line rhythms of The Meters and Dr. John; the barroom rock ‘n’ roll of The Rolling Stones; the gospel soul of Billy Preston; the roots music of The Band. Francis pays tribute to the masters but has his own story to tell: “It’s the life I’ve lived so far.” — Neal Francis
Available for pre-order from Colemine Records.
Kyle Sowash has been toiling in the fields of Everyman Indie Rock since a period the archeologists now describe as “the 90s”. Singing songs about the highs and lows of the day-to-day, Mr. Sowash and his band of namesakes have put a melody to the mundane. Backed by a who’s-who of stalwarts from the Columbus, OH indie scene, his newest album “I Don’t Know What To Tell You”, unapologetically rocks.
Sorry, the caps lock wasn’t on. I said it ROCKS. With ringing power chords that would make Mitch Mitchell (from GBV, not the Experience) shit a brick* and a rhythm section that cracks like thunder off the Great Plains, The Kyle Sowashes have delivered another polyvinyl chloride testimony to the healing power of fist-pumping. -Mike Postalakis