We like to listen to vinyl on Fridays here at BSHQ. Every Friday we have a Bloodshot crew member randomly select a record from his/her personal collection and bring it to the office. The person has to explain why the album is on his/her shelves, and then we listen to it. We call this Random Wax.
Today's contestant is former all-star Bloodshot...Read more
At the end of every year in history (well, at least since the first lovelorn or oxytocin-deprived person sat down with a guitar and started singing stories over three chords), critics and pundits around the world tell us what works of art they liked in the past year (or rather, they tell us what we should have liked in the past year...Read more
We like to listen to vinyl on Fridays here at BSHQ. Every Friday we have a Bloodshot crew member randomly select a record from his/her personal collection and bring it to the office. The person has to explain why the album is on his/her shelves, and then we listen to it. We call this Random Wax.
Today's contestant is superstar Bloodshot...Read more
It's National Rubber Ducky Day! Back in 2002, when I was putting together our landmark “kids music doesn’t have to suckle” compilation The Bottle Let Me Down, I encouraged artists to cover their favorite songs from their childhood. I, however, had one request, made to Kelly Hogan: PLEASE cover MY favorite song: Sesame Street’s Ernie singing “Rubber Duckie.”...Read more
My college dorm room was a shrine to Bowie. Big posters plastered across the walls, with the rare and more sensual photos next to my and my roommates' beds. David Bowie’s Hunky Dory, Low, Lodger, Heroes, The Man Who Sold The World, Aladdin Sane, Ziggy Stardust, and Scary Monsters albums were all in regular rotation on our turn table. When...Read more
[Photo: Jon Langford & Otis Clay, 2013]
While the majority of the music world (rightfully) mourns the passing of David Bowie, we'd like to take a moment of great and heartfelt appreciation for an extended member of the Bloodshot family we lost this weekend: OTIS CLAY.
Born in Mississippi, we Chicagoans are claiming him as our own. A top shelf soul and...Read more
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