At once bluegrass, blues, folk, and country, it is also none of them. It is a product of two voices intertwined with one another for over three decades. It might be best summarized as Appalachian soul. Pure Freakwater
Folk-punk lifers The Mekons teamed up with Chicago’s musical polyglot Robbie Fulks for a month to record this limited-edition collection of rough sea shanties and mournful tales pulled from the fog of the bay and the fog of the local whiskey distillery
'American Man' taps into the disparate, murky pools of the American musical lexicon; dark country to kinetic punk, acid blues to flared jeans boogie, low-brow backdrops pitted against high-minded literary references. It’s an edgy, engrossing trip.
An album as relevant as their formative early work; political by not being political, re-affirming our greatest aspirations by focusing on the tiniest of truths.
With the raw vocals, thick and nasty guitar tones, and preternaturally locked-in rhythm section, Under the Savage Sky might be the most soulful punk record—or perhaps the most punk soul record— you’ve ever heard.
Their self-titled debut full-length album is layered with as much grime as it is with pinpoint songwriting and feverish technical savvy. Each song wafts new dynamics into a streamlined stylistic roots, punk, and rock ‘n’ roll jet stream.
MBD's most dynamic release to date. Sonically here, their signature sound – rootsy indie rock, cinematic gothic ballads, and rousing pub rock shout-alongs – mixes with enlivening new stylistic elements.
38 songs from the Bloodshot catalog reemerge covered by friends and heroes of ours in oft-head-craning styles from gritty punk to back porch folk, dark bedroom new wave to straight up honky tonk, and lush power pop to new emo.
WM78s brand of tough and tight, loose and loud outlaw honky tonk is a breath of fresh motor oil, sweat and grease. They are in a bare-knuckle brawl for the soul of a cherished music form every night their boots hit the boards.
Shaken is full of potent memories and emotional outpouring translated into warm but dark sonic textures---sort of a rootsy Frankenstein’s monster with essences of Broadcast, Portishead, Serge Gainesbourg, and Ennio Morricone felt throughout.
Reminiscent of early ‘50s blues & soul 45s but with an updated pop-inflected rootsy twist--equal parts Delta punk rock, jivin’ city blues and understated elegance.
The No-Hit Wonder is both a celebratory anthem of the world-weary, undefeated underdogs of the world, and a coming to terms with the cards life has dealt you.
This isn’t escapism; it’s an emotional survival guide; it's ten songs of reality checks, clever wordplay, and daring arrangements, the aural companion to that buddy who pulls up a bar stool next to yours to help soak away your sorrows.
Somewhere Else is the forlorn twilight of the next day, when that creeping nostalgia has you looking back for someone, something, or just... anything. Loveless travels into some parallel-universe, roots-born Exile In Guyville territory.
When you boil it all down in a simmering cauldron: sludge metal, the raw sucker punch of punk rock, profound truths of sentimental acoustic blues and country, the cleansing powers of gospel hymns and ballads, and folk tales from the early 20th century.