Have a burning question you've always wanted to pose to a scrappy little record label? How we work? What the hell were we thinking? What's our favorite dive restaurant in New Orleans? Need relationship advice? Need to know someone's favorite bass solo? (Answer: None!)

Want to ask one of our artists anything in order to gain a deep meaningful insight to their art? Find out their favorite album? Whatever you'd like?

Dr. Bloodshot is here to help, inform, answer, entertain and, perhaps even, enlighten.

Send us your question and we'll pass it along to whatever staffer, artist, or UPS carrier you'd like and we'll see what happens! Or maybe Dr. Bloodshot will answer it himself. He is omniscient after all.

I'm a huge Andre Williams fan. I was fortunate enough to see him the last time he came to England at Camden Blues Kitchen. Any chance Mr Williams will be coming to England this year? I'd love to see him again.

-Scott James, Camden, UK

Mr. Rhythm will indeed be happy to hear your kind words. As coincidence would have it, Dr Bloodshot, Sally Timms, Jon Langford and some of the Bloodshot staff saw Andre last night! We belatedly celebrated his 80th birthday. As you may know, Andre suffered a few medical problems last year and has been hard at work re-habbing to get back his fighting form. He performed ON his birthday (Nov 1st) for a song and is eager for more. The man is a force of nature and is itchy itchy itchy to get back out there for you.

We will keep you updated. 

In the meantime....enjoy...


—Dr. B.

Mr. Rhythm will indeed be happy to hear your kind words. As coincidence would have it, Dr Bloodshot, Sally Timms, Jon Langford and some of the Bloodshot staff saw Andre last night! We belatedly celebrated his 80th birthday. As you may know, Andre suffered a few medical problems last year and has been hard at work re-habbing to get back his fighting form. He performed ON his birthday (Nov 1st) for a song and is eager for more. The man is a force of nature and is itchy itchy itchy to get back out there for you.

We will keep you updated. 

In the meantime....enjoy...


—Dr. B.


How come every time one of your bands comes to Omaha, I am a middle-aged suburban woman with two kids and I can't get away to rock out like I used to?

Perhaps, and we shall delve into the realm of ontological reality differentials here, it is OMAHA that is the problem and not you. Now, before you and your civic-minded Omahans get your steaks worked into a lather, let me say that Dr. Bloodshot has no, ahem, beef with Omaha.  It's seems to be fine city and one of his best friends from college was a native.  As was Bob Gibson. And DO NOT mess with Bob Gibson (unless, of course, you are Mickey Lolich pitching for the Tigers in Game 7 of the '68 World Series, but I digress). Omaha is just one part of an elaborate state of existence; change it and perhaps the whole reality transforms.

A thought experiment: What if you saw Lydia Loveless in, say, Lincoln NE or Council Bluffs IA?  Would you STILL be a middle-aged suburban woman with two kids?  OR might you now be a 23 year international jewel thief having a night on the town with a younger version of Clive Owen--dressed in an impeccably tailored Armani soft model Windowpane suit?  Navy blue, naturellement.

Perhaps if you ventured to Kansas City to see the Yawpers, you might find yourself transformed into a world renowned Alpinist, fresh from an oxygen tank-free ascent of K2 (North Ridge, suiting your danger seeking personality). In between sets, you'd be regaling a rapturous circle of adoring acquaintances with your tales of defying death in the thin air---all the while treating them to absinthe expertly poured over a sugar cube resting on a hand tooled spoon presented to you by a Nepalese sadhu.

While Dr. Bloodshot certainly cannot guarantee such alternate realities, he does believe in their theoretical existence.  Like one where the MC5 gets into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and Journey does not.

—Dr. B

 

 

-Barbara Soderlin , Omaha, NE

Would Lydia Loveless please come to Cat's Cradle in Carrboro, North Carolina this Spring to play a co-headlining bill with Sarah Shook & the Disarmers in celebration of the 18th anniversary of the internet newsgroup, Guitartown?

-anonymous, Raleigh, NC

Ask Lydia's booking agent Matt! matt@highroadtouring.com

—Dr. Bloodshot

Ask Lydia's booking agent Matt! matt@highroadtouring.com

—Dr. Bloodshot


Will the Bloodshot race car be back? It was my daughters favorite at the Raleigh show!

 

 

-AJ , Durham, NC

Much like keeping a label in business, keeping a vintage racing car on the road is a full time job. Also, much running a label, the hours needed FAR frequently exceed any sort of financial remunerations. With that bummer reality,  Scott—the owner and driver, felt that silly things like keeping a roof over his family's head and paying for his daughter's education outweighed the thrill of the weekend racing.

Orthodontist?  Or Viper Chrome Hairpins?

Family vacation?  Or Complete I-Beam front end assembly?

We know. Priorities.

Anyway, hopefully Bloodshot (and Scott) will find a way to re-enter the racing game.

Perhaps, one day, we'll race in the Outhouse Classic!

—Dr. Bloodshot

Much like keeping a label in business, keeping a vintage racing car on the road is a full time job. Also, much running a label, the hours needed FAR frequently exceed any sort of financial remunerations. With that bummer reality,  Scott—the owner and driver, felt that silly things like keeping a roof over his family's head and paying for his daughter's education outweighed the thrill of the weekend racing.

Orthodontist?  Or Viper Chrome Hairpins?

Family vacation?  Or Complete I-Beam front end assembly?

We know. Priorities.

Anyway, hopefully Bloodshot (and Scott) will find a way to re-enter the racing game.

Perhaps, one day, we'll race in the Outhouse Classic!

—Dr. Bloodshot


Jon Langford really is God?

 

 

-Deek, Forfar, Scotland

If Jon Langford was god, Dr. Bloodshot would assume that the MC5 would have made it into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and not Journey.

In fact, this vote (oh, so many votes gone awry lately) may be a Nietzschean affirmation of the death of God himself.

—Dr. Bloodshot

If Jon Langford was god, Dr. Bloodshot would assume that the MC5 would have made it into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and not Journey.

In fact, this vote (oh, so many votes gone awry lately) may be a Nietzschean affirmation of the death of God himself.

—Dr. Bloodshot


Is there any chance of the Bottle Rockets coming to the UK?

Is there any chance of the Bottle Rockets coming to the UK?
-Paul, Northumberland, UK

Hi Paul - We know you Brits love those Bottle Rockets! And rightfully so! The UK knows its straight-ahead, no-frills rock-n-roll. Unfortunately, there's not much outlook on that. Frontman Brian doesn't fly, so they'd need to spend a couple weeks on a boat to make it there. BRox have been to Europe before, so we're not counting it out, but we haven't seen it in the short-term plans. 

—Dr. Bloodshot

Hi Paul - We know you Brits love those Bottle Rockets! And rightfully so! The UK knows its straight-ahead, no-frills rock-n-roll. Unfortunately, there's not much outlook on that. Frontman Brian doesn't fly, so they'd need to spend a couple weeks on a boat to make it there. BRox have been to Europe before, so we're not counting it out, but we haven't seen it in the short-term plans. 

—Dr. Bloodshot


What's going on with the Old 97's "Wreck Your Life" Re-issue?

The initial pre-order e-mail I got said it would be out this summer. I paid months ago, and I can't even find a mention of it on your web site.
-D, Jax, FL

Back in the spring, we were jubilant that we were finally able to get the landmark Wreck Your Life album out on vinyl LP. Our giddiness got us ahead of ourselves, though. If you don't know already, manufacturing LPs is a tricky, painstaking and sometimes infuriating process.   We THOUGHT we were close, so we announced the album. Alas, gremlins got involved and mucked it all up. To complicate things, the 97's were on a lengthy summer tour, faraway from their own trusted turntables, and could not approve further batches of test pressings.  

I am happy to say, though, that all is well and the records are in our hot little hands and will be available in stores November 18th! And they'll be shipping out to our web customers that week!

Rejoice accordingly.

—Dr. Bloodshot

Back in the spring, we were jubilant that we were finally able to get the landmark Wreck Your Life album out on vinyl LP. Our giddiness got us ahead of ourselves, though. If you don't know already, manufacturing LPs is a tricky, painstaking and sometimes infuriating process.   We THOUGHT we were close, so we announced the album. Alas, gremlins got involved and mucked it all up. To complicate things, the 97's were on a lengthy summer tour, faraway from their own trusted turntables, and could not approve further batches of test pressings.  

I am happy to say, though, that all is well and the records are in our hot little hands and will be available in stores November 18th! And they'll be shipping out to our web customers that week!

Rejoice accordingly.

—Dr. Bloodshot


Release date?

Howdy! I've heard that there's a new Wayne Hancock LP floating around, is there an official release date yet? Thanks!
-Ian, San Diego, CA

How-dee! Yes! It is coming, and fast! Slingin' Rhythm will be out on CD, vinyl LP, and digital on Friday, October 28th! Complete with a murder ballad just in time for Halloween!

You can pre-order it here.

Here's the first song, courtesy of Rolling Stone

Long live The Train!

—Dr. Bloodshot

How-dee! Yes! It is coming, and fast! Slingin' Rhythm will be out on CD, vinyl LP, and digital on Friday, October 28th! Complete with a murder ballad just in time for Halloween!

You can pre-order it here.

Here's the first song, courtesy of Rolling Stone

Long live The Train!

—Dr. Bloodshot


What is happening with the Deadstring Brothers?

-Graham

After 4 pretty outstanding records in under 7 years, innumerable line up changes, tens of thousands of miles on the road, some personal upheavals, and the inability of the music loving public to really GET how awesome their albums are (geez, I guess people would rather listen to the same three Black Crowes songs in perpetuity), lead 'Stringer Kurt decided he needed some down time to regather his mojo.  It ain't easy out there.

We hope he finds it.

In the meantime, check out the killer title track from Sao Paulo

Dr Bloodshot

After 4 pretty outstanding records in under 7 years, innumerable line up changes, tens of thousands of miles on the road, some personal upheavals, and the inability of the music loving public to really GET how awesome their albums are (geez, I guess people would rather listen to the same three Black Crowes songs in perpetuity), lead 'Stringer Kurt decided he needed some down time to regather his mojo.  It ain't easy out there.

We hope he finds it.

In the meantime, check out the killer title track from Sao Paulo

Dr Bloodshot


Bloodshot bbq's in NYC/Brooklyn were eagerly awaited each year. Ever again?

-ed , bklyn, ny

Ah, the NYC/Brooklyn CMJ parties we used to have every fall...  Starting on the Lower East Side at Brownie’s—grilling burgers in the back alley with Roscoe Ambel and Jeremy Tepper, then moving across the East River to the then wild and netherparts of Brooklyn at Union Pool.

Dang, those were fun. Why didn’t we take any pictures? (Seriously! Does anyone have any? We can’t remember much).

All kinds of great moments happened. Ryan AdamsHeartbreaker debut set, the line down the block to see the Old 97's at our first venture outside the city of Chicago, The Meat Purveyors’ last show, all KINDS of Waco Brothers tomfoolery. The 3 am slices of Ray’s, the 4am nightcaps at Montero’s or the Lakeside Lounge. Once, I went to Katz’s for a pastrami sandwich, ate half, put the other half in my pocket, worked our Mercury Lounge showcase, went to a bar on Avenue C with members of the Yayhoos and got quite crocked. I fishtailed my way back to a friend’s apartment where I was staying in Peter Stuy Village and passed out, only to be awoken by her cats trying to pull the precious pastrami leftovers out of my pocket. Stupid cats.

Oh right, back to the question, will there ever be more BS parties in NYC…?

I would like to say YES YES YES!  But, things are very different now. Prices for accommodations have gone through the roof. Just ask, well, ANYONE or ANY business. Gone are the cheap flophouses in the Village. And Brooklyn, oy, what was once a vast and cheap wasteland is now full of marionberry infused vodka cocktail bars and high end beard trimmery spas. Furthermore, we used to make up some of the difference by selling loads of merchandise at the shows. Sadly, technology and a culture of devalued creative works have changed that equation. Thus, higher costs to put on the show – less merch money at the show = a big, dumb business decision to do such a thing anymore, as much as we loved them. Don’t get me wrong, those shows never MADE money, but the last 2 or 3 lost an alarming amount.

That said, I recently had a conversation with Red Hook looney and restaurant owner who is CONVINCED he can pull together some sponsors to reboot the party, so stay tuned in 2017. Keep your fingers, ears and liver crossed. BSNYC next year!

—Rob

Ah, the NYC/Brooklyn CMJ parties we used to have every fall...  Starting on the Lower East Side at Brownie’s—grilling burgers in the back alley with Roscoe Ambel and Jeremy Tepper, then moving across the East River to the then wild and netherparts of Brooklyn at Union Pool.

Dang, those were fun. Why didn’t we take any pictures? (Seriously! Does anyone have any? We can’t remember much).

All kinds of great moments happened. Ryan AdamsHeartbreaker debut set, the line down the block to see the Old 97's at our first venture outside the city of Chicago, The Meat Purveyors’ last show, all KINDS of Waco Brothers tomfoolery. The 3 am slices of Ray’s, the 4am nightcaps at Montero’s or the Lakeside Lounge. Once, I went to Katz’s for a pastrami sandwich, ate half, put the other half in my pocket, worked our Mercury Lounge showcase, went to a bar on Avenue C with members of the Yayhoos and got quite crocked. I fishtailed my way back to a friend’s apartment where I was staying in Peter Stuy Village and passed out, only to be awoken by her cats trying to pull the precious pastrami leftovers out of my pocket. Stupid cats.

Oh right, back to the question, will there ever be more BS parties in NYC…?

I would like to say YES YES YES!  But, things are very different now. Prices for accommodations have gone through the roof. Just ask, well, ANYONE or ANY business. Gone are the cheap flophouses in the Village. And Brooklyn, oy, what was once a vast and cheap wasteland is now full of marionberry infused vodka cocktail bars and high end beard trimmery spas. Furthermore, we used to make up some of the difference by selling loads of merchandise at the shows. Sadly, technology and a culture of devalued creative works have changed that equation. Thus, higher costs to put on the show – less merch money at the show = a big, dumb business decision to do such a thing anymore, as much as we loved them. Don’t get me wrong, those shows never MADE money, but the last 2 or 3 lost an alarming amount.

That said, I recently had a conversation with Red Hook looney and restaurant owner who is CONVINCED he can pull together some sponsors to reboot the party, so stay tuned in 2017. Keep your fingers, ears and liver crossed. BSNYC next year!

—Rob


Why have I not received a gold record for Alejandro Escovedo’s A Man Under the Influence?

-Jon Wurster, Chapel Hill, NC

Our gold record machine is in the shop. Waiting on a part from Austria…

…and we’re waiting for about 415,000 more people to have the good sense to buy it.

—Dr. Bloodshot

[Jon Wurster played percussion on the album]

Our gold record machine is in the shop. Waiting on a part from Austria…

…and we’re waiting for about 415,000 more people to have the good sense to buy it.

—Dr. Bloodshot

[Jon Wurster played percussion on the album]


If you had to pick only ONE, which person/band on the label could kick anyone’s ass, including mine?

-Anonymous Fan, California

A Megazord or Voltron sort of being made up of Scott H. Biram, Lydia Loveless, Cory Branan, Barrence Whitfield, and Bobby Bare Jr.

—Dr. Bloodshot

A Megazord or Voltron sort of being made up of Scott H. Biram, Lydia Loveless, Cory Branan, Barrence Whitfield, and Bobby Bare Jr.

—Dr. Bloodshot


What was Bloodshot Rob's first concert?

-Mike Smith, Chicago, IL

Alice Cooper/Joe Perry Project/Stryper at Cobo Hall. Detroit.1980.

We were in the nosebleed seats at famed Cobo Hall on the "Flush the Fashion" tour. The Dude sweat, the reefer, the stale, warm beer. All these smells were new to me. A friend and I were staying with his swingin' divorced dad at a riverfront apartment.

Stryper wore yellow and black striped (get it?) leather unitards and were quite awful, even to my curious 14 yr old ears.

During Joe "Let the Music Do The Talkin'" Perry's set, the previously inert scrawny burnout behind me sat up and let forth a puke torrent of Monty Python proportions.  I took the brunt of it.   I had to go spend all my food money for the next day on a concert t-shirt and toweled off in the rather disgusting bathroom.  By the time I got back to my seat, pukedude was passed out again.

When Alice came out, he wasn't all biker toughness or whatever. Rather, he was a bit too "new-wavey" and S&M for the denizens of Detroit Rock City, apparently.  I suppose it was a new direction for him (hey, I was new to all this----I just thought the single "Clones" was really cool and way better than all that Kansas and Styx shit ruling the airwaves).  Lots of "you sucks" and "faggot" were hurled from the rafters, adding to my confusion. Why would you hate someone you paid to come see?

By the second act, when he was busting out "Under My Wheels" and "Billion Dollar Baby" he had the meathead contingent back in his corner.

When Alice finished  the house lights came up and the crowd roared, pukedude woke up, stood up, raised his fist and yelled "YEEEAAHHHHHH!"

Hurray for the transformative power of Rock and Roll.

—Rob

Alice Cooper/Joe Perry Project/Stryper at Cobo Hall. Detroit.1980.

We were in the nosebleed seats at famed Cobo Hall on the "Flush the Fashion" tour. The Dude sweat, the reefer, the stale, warm beer. All these smells were new to me. A friend and I were staying with his swingin' divorced dad at a riverfront apartment.

Stryper wore yellow and black striped (get it?) leather unitards and were quite awful, even to my curious 14 yr old ears.

During Joe "Let the Music Do The Talkin'" Perry's set, the previously inert scrawny burnout behind me sat up and let forth a puke torrent of Monty Python proportions.  I took the brunt of it.   I had to go spend all my food money for the next day on a concert t-shirt and toweled off in the rather disgusting bathroom.  By the time I got back to my seat, pukedude was passed out again.

When Alice came out, he wasn't all biker toughness or whatever. Rather, he was a bit too "new-wavey" and S&M for the denizens of Detroit Rock City, apparently.  I suppose it was a new direction for him (hey, I was new to all this----I just thought the single "Clones" was really cool and way better than all that Kansas and Styx shit ruling the airwaves).  Lots of "you sucks" and "faggot" were hurled from the rafters, adding to my confusion. Why would you hate someone you paid to come see?

By the second act, when he was busting out "Under My Wheels" and "Billion Dollar Baby" he had the meathead contingent back in his corner.

When Alice finished  the house lights came up and the crowd roared, pukedude woke up, stood up, raised his fist and yelled "YEEEAAHHHHHH!"

Hurray for the transformative power of Rock and Roll.

—Rob


Why does Randy from Banditos drum in his bare feet?

-Cindy Batalia, Clearwater, FL

Well, the real answer is ‘cause it’s always hot up there [on stage]. But now that I’ve done it for a while, it’s just what’s most comfortable. Gotta let them dogs bark!

—Randy

Well, the real answer is ‘cause it’s always hot up there [on stage]. But now that I’ve done it for a while, it’s just what’s most comfortable. Gotta let them dogs bark!

—Randy