As we reach the denouement of this past momentous decade, the Bloodshot staff found themselves thinking back on a decade of defining and defying art. But it's not all showering love and adoration onto our own releases (we made a playlist for that)! We looked back at our favorite music (live and recorded) and film and longform series of...Read more
We haven't heard a better relevant quotation in 2015, so we're gonna quote the wise Marc Maron again: "Ranking artists and making lists is a dead culture's version of intellectualism."
And once again, we're holding on to that dead culture with cold, lifeless fingers. We're a dying breed in a lot of ways. It’s time to look back on this...Read more
In lieu of our weekly Vinyl Friday post, we put together a list of our favorite Christmas songs, in an effort to continue to subject you to the Bloodshot staff's bizarre and eclectic music tastes during this holiday week. We hope these festive and demented songs will be a part of your playlist while you open presents and drink heavily...Read more
Marc Maron said it best: "Ranking artists and making lists is a dead culture's version of intellectualism."
Well, we're holding onto that dead culture with cold, lifeless fingers. It’s that terrific/terrible time of year in which we think about the things we didn’t find to be trite, monotonous drivel and give thanks for the things that made us hold a...Read more
Like most Americans, a people known for their geographical indifference to the rest of the world, we here at Bloodshot thought Australia was all hilariously slobbery Tasmanian devils, Crocodile Dundee Chappys and Shielas, and louts with Fosters oil cans. On a trip to Australia to record parts of the new Roger Knox record, Bloodshot Rob assumed there would be a...Read more
Love is in the air! Or least in the aisles of the nearby Walgreens. They are jammed with animatronic heart shaped thingamajigs, cards that play "You are the Wind Beneath My Wings" when you open them, boxes and bags and crates of chocolates and lots of red. And lace. And five hour energy drinks.
It must mean it's Valentine’s season....Read more
Last month, we ran down the year's highlights for the label. Here, the Bloodshot staff runs down its personal favorite moments, places and things of 2011:
NAN WARSHAW, CO-OWNER
Nan's 2011 highlights and discoveries:
Summertime, and the livin is easy and the muses are busy.
Like Christmas, the joys of summertime bring out the worst and sometimes the best in artists, and radio stations hit us with Beach Boys tunes and that super annoying Mungo Jerry "In the Summertime" at a dizzying rate. I mean, for me, "California Girls" is the summer equivalent of...Read more
We'll leave Lolla and Pitchfork (and the $90 ticket prices, $10 bottles of water, and standing a football field's length away from your favorite band in 100 degree weather) to the tourists. This summer, you're more likely to find us Bloodshoties at one of the many of Chicago's long-standing, traditional street festivals. The $5 donation most of the street...Read more
A few months ago, we asked staffers to fess up to their love of certain CLASSIC ROCK icons.
Well, we’re passionate music fans here and some of those passions can run to the negative. So, this time around, we're having the dedicated drones in the Bloodshot hive commit musical heresy; to call to the carpet that which they cannot stand, despite popular opinions.
To whit, everybody was asked which figurative statues in the Rock and Roll Square they'd like to pull down in an uprising. These are bands or artists that have enjoyed widespread critical and/or commercial acclaim; that are, in some cases, considered sacrosanct parts of the musical canon.
Some of this can be pretty harsh and polemical, so if your sensibilities are delicate, turn elsewhere.
For the purposes of this amusing exercise in sabre-rattling music criticism, we had three categories: CLASSIC ROCK, INDIE ROCK and CLASSIC COUNTRY.
Bloodshot LTD, their officers or their secretive Swiss hedge fund managers take no responsibility for the opinions expressed herein.
The knives have been sharpened.Read more
It's been a pretty good year here at BSHQ—we were happy independently release eight records from artists we greatly admire like: Graham Parker, Jon Langford, Justin Townes Earle, Ben Weaver, Whitey Morgan and The 78s, Deadstring Brothers, Andre Williams and The Blacks. Here, the Bloodshot worker bees look back on 2010 and what stood out amongst the year
In our ongoing attempts to answer the persistent questions: "who the hell works at Bloodshot and what is wrong with them? " we occasionally quiz the staff in the hopes of shedding light on what makes us tick. Perhaps, knowing us better, you will be more forgiving of our foibles, or even grow to feel something bordering on fondness for us.
In this installment, we address love of the Classic Rock. It is interesting that in this era of dead radio, downloads and short attention spans, contemporary culture is adding nothing to the classic rock canon. It’s become frozen in time. Also, despite a perhaps general hatred for popular culture, a particular kind of music, or the band as a whole, almost everyone can point to at least ONE SONG by many classic artists that they actually like. Not like now. (Katy Perry? Nickelback? Please....)
Rush, Genesis, REO Speedwagon, Steely Dan and Yes are exceptions. They are uniformly and undeniably loathsome.
So, we asked the hard working office monkeys here to name their favorite songs by a few CLASSIC ROCK artists that randomly popped into our heads. THEN, we asked them to name a Wildcard Song, something very much out of character, or a song by someone they otherwise dislike or dismiss, but when it comes on the radio, they can't help but rock out...