A collaboration of for the ages. Long time fan Jack White put Dex and his sister in the studio at his Third Man Studio and came up with this 2-sided slab of hillbilly noir folk-blues.
A fun-filled themed split single. Whiskeytown spins their tires on the gravel on this pedal to the floor rocker, while Neko sings a mournful ballad about her fave car.
Within the first song, you just know you’re hearing something special, that you are party to the unknown and exhilarating paths being explored by an artist on the creative ascendancy.
Roams o’er the vast landscape of American music without so much as a stumble.
Rosie Flores—the Rockabilly Filly, and Jon Langford—head Mekon, Waco Brother and conductor of the Chicago-based collective the Pine Valley Cosmonauts, combine forces to blast a sonic contrail stretching from Texas to Wales.
EVERY track the Old 97s recorded for us specially re-mastered for vinyl and put into this limited edition gatefold DOUBLE LP
Confident and cohesive, the record is a dark treaty on the violent and self destructive tendencies of society at large. Ha Ha Tonka take listeners on a complex tour of the South...This record is spot on, dynamic, harsh but lovely. It’s a novel wrapped up into a record.
Biram throws down some feral, amped-up Delta blues just as easily as stone cold country weepers that'll get the girls all dewy-eyed with faith and desire, and even some heavy metal field hollers—with the emphasis on holler.
Kelly and Neko nestle up to each other, with only a thin layer of vinyl betwixt them, and channel the rebellious spirit of the Coal Miner's Daughter.
Backed by Detroit's Two Star Tabernacle (featuring a young, pre-White Stripes Jack White, on piano and guitar).
We remember being absolutely FLOORED when Rhett played us this song for the first time. There is a roughness, an anger to it, yet, as with all thing 97, it's tuneful as hell.
First Waco recording: their two-fisted ode to our country's political and moral decline backed by their blazing rendition of Jimmy Cliff's country anthem.
A modern-day troubadour, Earle blends genres seamlessly, framing his songs in warm musical settings and creating tunes that could easily be mistaken for classics.
Melds the qualities of a short story with the lyrical acuity of excellent songs, blowing a fresh breeze across the musical gardens and dive bars of Nashville.
Soul lives below the belt, and whether you’re looking to be grinding it slow or shaking it up good, the Cobras bring it tough and tender, savage and sweet. Tied and true.