Blitzen Trapper stopped by the 88.1 KDHX studio on September 18, 2013 for a live set on Rocket 88.  Audio by Dan Kinney.  Discover more great media at http://kdhx.org

Blitzen Trapper "Thirsty Man" Live at KDHX 9/18/13



Acoustic At The Ryman - Available Feb 11, 2014
Pre-order on iTunes: http://smarturl.it/bohaatrit



Everything's Gonna Be Undone

2014 Full Length debut from Terraplane Sun

Stuck In The Middle

The Donkeys - Bio
Ride the Black Wave
California places a distinct sonic stamp upon the m
usic born with in its boundaries.
Owens had his Bakersfield, Parsons his Joshua Tree,
and Malkmus his Stockton, and
in their tunes you can hear dust, desert highways,
and skateboards gliding over
suburbia. The Donkeys have San Diego, and from tha
t environment have woven a
fundamental ease in their music - a rock, a roll, a
sway, a slide - you could even call it
a breeze. On
Ride the Black Wave
The Donkeys continue their easy rolling, classic
vibrations
,
but add a mystery and tension that make this recor
d their most lyrically
and instrumentally compelling.
Ride the Black Wave
embodies what Jack Kerouac described of California
’s coast as
having an “end of the land sadness.” The Donkeys st
are out at the ocean in a
“fantastic drowse” - a kind of pensiveness towards
their environs that summons the
elements of sound and style that belong only to the
m. In “Blues In The Afternoon”,
a collective mantra, the band runs out of land and
asks of the ocean to offer
suggestions about their fate. It is songs like the
se that prove the Donkeys are a band
in the true sense of the word, sharing each other’s
worry and wonder. With
RTBW,
The Donkeys have further caged their craft and have
accomplished the delicate and
artful challenge of taming the captured, while also
letting it be wild.
Recorded at San Diego’s Singing Serpent and mixed b
y LA’s Thom Monahan, the
Telecasters have a golden shimmer, the drums seem t
o echo with a regional
reverberation. The notes coming off the Rhodes flo
at on like beer-buzzed
afternoons, but just when you get lost in the hypno
tic swirl of “Sunny Daze” the
churning guitars begin to circle like sharks, remin
ding us of the realities beneath all
beautiful surfaces. Ten tracks deep, Adrianne Verh
oeven of San Francisco’s Extra
Classic appears like the mythic Calafia herself, de
livering a vocal that would bring
Cortez to his knees.
So, it is with
Ride the Black Wave
that The Donkeys add their own stratum to
California’s ever expanding musical frontier, while
maintaining their golden “shine”
as well as interjecting a tension with the sun and
beauty. The record hypnotizes as
much as it awakens; it poetically puts us at ease w
hile we sit in traffic, peck at our
keyboards in cubicles, or conversely, it accompanie
s us as we ride along desert
highways, or sway with our lovers. It is about hom
e; it is about waves, and
surrendering to their movements, trusting that they
will take us to where we truly
belong. 

07 Ride The Black Wave

Aereo-Plain

First Girl I Loved

Cat Clyde on Audiotree Live

The Man I Loved Blues (Audiotree Live Version)

So Heavy (Audiotree Live Version)

Killing You Killing Me

This version of "Time Served" is off of Dispatch's new live album, Live 18, out now on the band's own Bomber Records. It was recorded the summer of 2018 during the band's tour across the United States that year.

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Dispatch is playing 3 headlining dates across the US this summer, as well as a few festival stops. Find a date near you: www.dispatchmusic.com/tour

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CREDITS:
Filmed and Edited by Mike Smith
Audio Mixed by Brett Eliason
Audio Mastered by Dave Cooley

LYRICS:
Hold up the firing line hold up the fire
Walk away counting backwards from nine
Hold up the firing line hold steady on the trigger's time
Walk away counting backwards from nine
Holding his breath so to start his own dying
Time time served to the ones that left you here
No people here only names soon to be put to numbers so its one in the same
It's anyone's game as long as the fire flickers
The throat stickers they place their bet the trouble is that no one's added it up quite yet
Cause when they do when they do when they do when they do
It'll be a riot and the wire is down
Hold up for the fury to sound hold up your head from the ground or they'll keep you on it
Your time time served to the ones who left you here
From tower to wall to guard to guard to wall
Ever ready for the fire to fall
The confines haven't seen the sun since the lifers let go of their irrelevant innocence
But long before a single round was shot word spread from block to block to cell block
They're going to take him and make an example of him for the escapees to fear
The incoming of the incoming of the gun oncoming another year
You either die on the inside or trying to get out the choice is yours the choice is here
Time time served to the ones who left you here
Time time served to the ones who left you here

Time Served (Live)

Taken from HOT LUNCH's debut full-length LP | WHO-15

Edition of 500 copies on black vinyl.

Hot Lunch - Gold Lyre

RELEASE DATE: JUNE 2013 (LP/CD/digital.) 

https://lnk.to/PoB8
www.paradiseofbachelors.com/steve-gunn

In the city we’re all angling for Quittin’ Time, laboring along and among the hours, searching and scheming for the sweet sound of those two easy words: Time Off. It’s something you take—or sometimes steal, like a thief or a baserunner—but seems you can never get enough of it. It’s regulated, rationed, and billed by volume, like water or electricity or ice cream. Sometimes you have to beg the boss for more, or even for a trifling taste. So let’s make time! Let’s roll the dice and get these old bones out on the road again. 

Steve Gunn’s new album imagines the fugitive moments afforded us during time off, out, and away as occasions for dilatory investigations into our immediate environments and interiors. Time Off (PoB-08) showcases the virtuosic guitarist and songwriter’s oblique character sketches and story-songs, some of which, like “Lurker” and “Street Keeper,” portray specific denizens of his Brooklyn neighborhood. “Old Strange” celebrates Jack Rose, a dear and departed friend and muse. 
Those contemplative studies frame Gunn’s most affecting, accessible and articulate work of pure songcraft to date. His definitive statement as a songwriter, Time Off represents the culmination of nearly fifteen years of stylistic experimentation as a solo artist, a member of GHQ and the Gunn-Truscinski Duo, and more recently, as a guitarist in fellow Philadelphia-bred troubadour Kurt Vile’s touring band the Violators. 
Gunn’s first eponymous album with a full band, Time Off harnesses a core trio format to launch his compositions into new, luminous strata; the songs have evolved through disciplined trio interplay with longtime collaborator John Truscinski on drums and Justin Tripp (formerly of Aspera and Favourite Sons) on bass and guitar. Helena Espvall (Espers) also guests on cello. Steve’s keen baritone voice features more prominently than ever before on these tunes, each of which feels both more rigorous and expansive than previous efforts. 

Here, Gunn the guitarist masterfully deploys the discursive, deconstructed blues style, at once transcendent and methodical, that has become his signature. Close listening reveals the influence of Delta and Piedmont country blues, ecstatic free jazz, and psych, as well as Gnawa and Carnatic music, on the continually unfolding compositions. The fresh emphasis on narrative, characters in counterpoint, and those heavy-duty vocals likewise recall the finest work of Steve’s friend and sometime touring partner, Michael Chapman.
Building on his established penchant for charting musical travelogues that ramble through city and wilderness alike, these dispatches about home are not merely descriptive but corporeal. Gunn’s evocative writing and ductile instrumental phrasing, buttressed by the band’s intuitive playing, carries the listener along bodily for the “Trailways Ramble.” It’s a real collection of foot-tappers and head-nodders, perfect for summer sessions. 

The album opens with the sublime, meditative “Water Wheel”—a paean to “the water wheel’s constant turn/open views and days to burn”—and indeed Time Off sounds as if Steve has swum full circle to reach the headwaters of his musical practice. This is Gunn at the top of his game, utterly unique but steeped in traditions both vernacular and avant-garde. Jump in. 

•	Steve Gunn’s first album with a band, featuring John Truscinski and Justin Tripp
•	His most affecting, accessible, and articulate work of pure songcraft to date, with a new emphasis on vocals
•	Available on virgin vinyl, in a deluxe, limited edition, as well as on CD and digital formats
•	Vinyl edition features matte, tip-on jacket, full-color inner sleeve, and digital download coupon
•	CD housed in heavy 20 pt matte gatefold wallet
•	Package features artwork by Anthony Campuzano, Constance Mensh, and Justin Tripp

Time Off

Steve Gunn - Time Off: "Lurker" (2013, PoB-08)

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