Two hours of the best in new and unsigned Scottish music.

This is the playlist from the second of my RKC shows. First aired Wednesday 16th July 2014.

Thanks to all the amazing artists who's music I was able to play!

I've substituted Withered Hand's "Black Tambourine'" for "Love Over Desire" which isn't available on Soundcloud.

The Concept - Show 2 (Radio Kaos Caribou)

"Black Tambourine" is the first single from Withered Hand's album "New Gods," and features guest appearances from Pam Berry (vocals) and Eugene Kelly (guitar).

Get it from iTunes: http://smarturl.it/withered-bt-itunes

Fortuna POP! (UK/Europe) and Slumberland Records (US/Canada) are proud to announce the new album by the Edinburgh based folk-rock troubadour Dan Willson who records as WITHERED HAND. “New Gods” is his stunning second album, following his critically acclaimed debut “Good News”.

Active in the world of visual art and dabbling in music for many years, Withered Hand’s Dan Willson came late to singing and songwriting at age 30, in a period of reflection between the death of a close friend and the birth of his first child. The resultant material, much of which went on to become the album “Good News,” has been praised for its depth and startling honesty.

Withered Hand has been embraced by Fife-based musical powerhouse the Fence Collective (whose sovereign King Creosote guests on the new album), seen his songs picked up on MTV and cult series Skins, and gained a legion of fans including Jarvis Cocker and Rolling Stone Magazine USA (who decreed him “Artist to Watch”).

A prolific live performer, recent Withered Hand shows have included collaborations with Pam Berry of seminal 90's US noise-pop band Black Tambourine and a rotating cast of musical friends embellishing Dan's exuberant and original songwriting alongside fragile and uplifting solo performances.

The long-awaited second album (produced by Tony Doogan – Mountain Goats/Belle & Sebastian etc - and part-funded by arts council body Creative Scotland) features guest appearances from the likes of Pam Berry, Eugene Kelly of The Vaselines and members of Belle & Sebastian and Frightened Rabbit.

The five years since “Good News” was recorded has seen Willson honing his songcraft, building his audience and gaining critical momentum. “New Gods” is a beautifully executed collection of songs from one of Scotland’s most gifted songwriters.


“Beautifully constructed lyrical frameworks ... on this banjo-tinged brand of Caledonian gospel” – **** MOJO

“the UK’s best lyricist” – King Creosote, in The Independent

“Killer melodies ... wobbly folk grooves ... tunes full of warm, woozy sing-song charm” – 'Artist to Watch' - Rolling Stone – 2011


Buy from iTunes

Withered Hand - Black Tambourine

A preview of a track from our forthcoming second album. It's not yet mastered, and perhaps not quite the final mix, but we're making this available for a couple of weeks anyway. Why? Why not.

Top right:
Callum Smith - Vocals, Guitar

Top left:
Greig Duncan - Guitar

Bottom right:
Mark McCubbin - Bass

Bottom left:
Stewart Robison - Drums

Drum Tongue

All Legs No Class

Released 02/09/13 on White Light Recordings in association with Alter Ego Trading Company 
Recorded at Chamber Studio, Edinburgh
Produced by Jamie Watson with the Phoenix and Lidh
Engineered by Graeme Young

Vox & Guitar - Lidh  
Violin - Luke Sutherland
Cello - Pete Harvey 



Peace Now

Official Music Video HERE: http://youtu.be/gAa7gUVO79U

Lyric Video HERE: http://youtu.be/_HiqjrTMl20

Jamie & Shoony - Why Do I

Early version of 'Come On Die Young' album track 'Ex-Cowboy'.  One of seventeen bonus tracks contained in the soon to be reissued deluxe edition of Mogwai's seminal second album from 1999.

Available to pre-order from Chemikal Underground from May 1st.

http://www.chemikal.co.uk
http://shop.chemikal.co.uk/acatalog/Mogwai.html

http://www.mogwai.co.uk/

   

Pre-order from May 1st

Mogwai: "Ex-Cowboy" (CAVA Session)

John is a homeless. 
John is a priest.
John is a witness.
John is a beast. 
John is a weirdo. 
John is a thief. 
John is a wino. 
Listen, bleed, weep. 

Owl John is Scott Hutchison, Andy Monaghan & Simon Liddell.
Out Now: CD, Digital, Vinyl, and Bundle at http://owljohn.com 
Subscribe: http://goo.gl/7xelZz Spotify: http://spoti.fi/1mPsBVv

'Recorded Songs' EP out now: https://atlanti.cr/recordedsongs

2017 tour dates on sale here: http://smarturl.it/FRShows

Follow Frightened Rabbit here: 
Twitter: http://smarturl.it/FRTwitter
Instagram: http://smarturl.it/FRInstagram
Google +: http://smarturl.it/FRGooglePlus
YouTube: http://smarturl.it/FRYouTube
Soundcloud: http://smarturl.it/FRSoundcloud
Website: http://smarturl.it/FRWebsite

Owl John

GET TRACK ON ITUNES

Owl John - Hate Music

Carve Me Out In Stone

Suspended Motion (Demo Version)

And I've felt like nothing
So now there's nothing left to lose
For so long I've been told what I think
Doesn't count as much as what you think

And I don't want an enemy
I just want a chance
As long as I've had memories
We've danced this dance
And now there's a chance

You plagued me with false worries
You plagued me with self doubt
You said I needed your hand to hold
That I'd be nothing left without you

But I can see prosperity
From underpass to the glen
When there will be no underclass
No us & them

Make it now not when
Make it now not when
Make it now not when
Make it now not when

You can't decide for me
Deny me opportunity
I am here & you will see me
I am here so don't get greedy

I have as much right as you
I have a birth right like you
I've a voice that won't be quiet
I have rights
You can't deny it's true

I'm just like you
I'm just like you
I'm just like you
I'm just like you











Callum MacKenzie - A Scottish Man

Hostage - Sasscat [FREE DOWNLOAD]

Im getting tired of this long division, talking with a touch of wisdon,
fire into politician chicks until I fuck the system, 
lucky chicken crossed the road by hoff an inch a truck had missed-him,
stunned and grinnin', sorta like a bad-joke, worth a listen. 
Your burd can birth a kid and nurture it with stuff its given,
even if your in two minds about it like a tough decision,
but ive had enough of this, am bumpin every word i've writtin,
kiddin , but if ye'v nothing to stand for ye shoulda stuck to sittin. 
If yer tired of this cancer-ridden land we live in plan a bit, 
demand to hiv a plan to make the planet different.
Or ye could sack it give-in, patch the single-handed mission,
catch a glimpse of madness as ye dance within the acid-trippin.
Pass the spliff, advance a bit, get back ty chillin,
laugh it aff and drap the daft demands of manufacturism 
cause yer styles dead like Maggie Thatcher is and am a tad better than yer average kid
at managing to mask a rhythm. 
A thought of quittin, nah a'l just go with it. Rubbered-fucked poet with another rough flow to spit,
Out-of-luck, blown it, but about to shout over, step round it, stop moaning, speak now and get noticed quick.
I lost the written, found it in ma sober head, put it back together but surrounded it with open-ends.
Now I've got a script-unfinished and I won't pretend it is, go with it till its wrote again. 
So what's what?
Shoulda hit the soft spot,
Coulda been there sooner, he was lookin for a lost-plot.
Never found it, there was fewer than his pops-thought.
Would'a kicked around if he just knew enough to shot-lots.
But hes got crops, grew em in his maw's-loft,
when the cops knocked, troubles brewin' in the crock-pot,
now hes fuckin fumin' like a hot-box, stupid cause he got caught,
and the nights ruined like your cock-blocked.
But who's who? Runnin from the screw crew, 
stumpled in the rush and now hes muddied up his new shoes, boo-hoo, 
fuckit but these cunts are gonna doo you, put you in the cuffs and hit and hurt ye till your too-bruised.   
So you choose, give up now, or push through, be a trooper and resume up-out of pursuit,
used a route to get ye oot, fuck bow-ing down and boost with the loot because ye do-know-how,
That's how ye do. 
A thought of quittin, nah a'l just go with it. Rubbered-fucked poet with another rough flow to spit,
Out-of-luck, blown it, but about to shout over, step round it, stop moaning, speak now and get noticed quick.
I lost the written, found it in ma sober head, put it back together but surrounded it with open-ends.
Now I've got a script-unfinished and I won't pretend it is, go with it till its wrote again. 
Tired of the double gins, flying from a couple spliffs, chillin with ma chick, she's sitting higher than Repunzal wis. 
Am on another script, writing for the fun of it, love to spit, son a settin' fire to these other kids.
I've wondered if I tried to come to fuckin grips with life would I survive or pay the price for all the stuff I've did?,
but if I died it wouldn't be suffice to cover shit, rubbered prick, tick-list somthin' like a tonne of bricks-weight,
the states-bad, sad-faced happy kid, band-aid plastered on ma fan-page rapper spit, bland taste, back-stage pass, 
mates chappin spliffs, dafty. Hands up-off ma pad mate, sacrilege.
Fuck the averageness that half these battle-actors writ, don't play with slaggin-matches ciz ye might end up in bandages.
And a have a list of things I'd rather tackle, which a mastely base on acts that I actually see as challenges.
I thought of quittin, nah av got another plan. Rubbered-fucked poet but I'm stoating with the upper-hand.
Am in luck, know it cause I focused on ma goals and can, show for it. Moan ya prick I hope ye try ty stoap is man.
I lost ma head and found it when I smoked again, wrote an end to all of this balony then a broke ma pen.
Now av got ma shit all finished and a don't intend to quit, so am rippin up the whole event.
A thought of quittin, nah a'l just go with it. Rubbered-fucked poet with another rough flow to spit,
Out-of-luck, blown it, but about to shout over, step round it, stop moaning, speak now and get noticed quick.
I lost the written, found it in ma sober head, put it back together but surrounded it with open-ends.
Now I've got a script-unfinished and I won't pretend it is, go with it till its wrote again.  

Go With It(Prod. Sound Thief)

From the debut album 'Honeyblood' out July 14th (15th in US) order now:
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/honeyblood/id886706655
CD + vinyl: https://www.musicglue.com/honeyblood/music/
Special t-shirt and tote bag bundles: http://fatcat.sandbaghq.com/honeyblood-album-pre-order.html

Honeyblood - (I'd Rather Be) Anywhere But Here

First track taken from the forthcoming Album - "Unravelling"

We Were Promised Jetpacks - Safety in Numbers

Kicked To The Kerb

Released on Monday 11th August 2014.
Written by Alex Moran
Engineered and mixed by Liam Watson at Toe Rag Studios
Mastered by Noel Summerville

QUIET AS A MOUSE - British Flag

By The Hour

'UFO' is featured on the compilation album '1st Renaissance' by Red Dragon Records, released on 07/01/2013.  Available to download on  iTunes, Amazon, etc:  Find more information here: http://reddragonrecords.zimbalam.com/

"UFO is an epic journey" - A Little Bit Louder Music Blog, Music Blogger

"l'excellente "UFO", une chanson vraiment contrastée par la douceur des violons et la puissance rock de la guitare électrique, insaisissable! [the excellent  "UFO", a song really contrasted by the sweetness of violins and the rock power of the electric guitar, elusive!]" Les Addictions L'Emilie Music Blog, Music Blogger

Read the full review here: http://lesaddictionsdemilie.musicblog.fr/3047777/Coup-de-coeur-artiste-Musical-crush-Wullae-Wright/

A review of 'UFO' by Rock 'N' Roll in my Soul Music Blog:

"His track ‘UFO’ is a seesaw teetering from brunt guitar riffs with unforgiving bass and smashing drums, to gentle strums. The introduction is beautiful. The layering produces a stunningly calm mood with caressing guitars that are somewhat reminiscent of Pink Floyd’s ‘Marooned’.

It makes the switch to the harsher state and again goes back and forth, before bringing the bridge that made me want to tell you readers about him. The intensity of this section, accompanied by the words, “Come on down, without a sound,” is impossible to understand without listening to it. So here it is!

He possesses a diversity that stirs within you a million different feelings: sorrow, anguish, love, yearning…

And then there is the guitar solo with Led Zeppelin-tinged licks that provide an eclectic development of sound throughout the entire song."

Read the full review here: http://rnrinmysoul.com/2012/12/30/a-songwriter-with-a-passion-for-words-and-a-musician-with-a-passion-for-melody/

A review of 'UFO' by The FML Blog:

"UFO is deceptively slow, it lulls you into a sense of security before kicking you into a musical riot, not entirely against your will though.

Orchestral, verging on classical before being shattered by the echoing of gritty, grungy guitars. Wright’s voice crying out over the beautiful composed musical arrangement that flits between genres so effortlessly. Long and soothing and with that kick that keeps you listening to the very last chord"

Read the full review here: http://thefmlblog.wordpress.com/2013/03/11/wullae-wright-the-orange-line-album-preview/

A review of 'UFO' by The Vinegar Tits Blog:

"UFO is an epic track, full of light and shade, pressure and release. The tender, densely textured opening movement of guitar and strings welcomes us warmly before the mood switches with an intense barrage of jagged guitar and drums – like meteors crashing into frozen seas – and a vocal performance both delicate and raw. The interplay between these temperaments gives the song a tense atmosphere, which builds to a peak of strident drums, rolling bass and a guitar solo that probes the frets at first before unleashing a brief frenzy of assured riffing. The final movement echoes the opening, offering us comfort and space to breathe, and encourages us to go back to the start and press play again."

Read the full review here: http://thevinegartits.wordpress.com/2013/02/13/wullae-wright-ufo/

A review of 'UFO' on Echoes and Dust by Gilbert Potts:

"The song builds gently from slow arpeggios and synth strings that calm and sooth before launching into a raw and tense chorus with a great air of angst. Rather than rely on one element to create that contrast and shift, Wright blends variations in pace, instrumentation, vocals, volume and production that work together to create the light and shade.
There is plenty of passion and character to the slightly nasally and warbling vocals – more that you often find at the higher end on male singers. Dare I say a bit Jeff Buckley a couple of tones lower.
It's a long song for this style but avoids feeling like it's going over the same old ground time and time again with enough surprises and variation thrown in."

Read the full review here: http://echoesanddust.com/2013/03/wullae-wright-ufo/
lody/

Thanks to Stuart Carroll  for help with the string arrangements. 

The Concept 

New show on Radio Kaos Caribou 10pm Every 2nd Wednesday. Two Hours of the best in new and unsigned Scottish music

http://rkc.noip.me/

Also a very lazy blogger.

The Concept - Show 2 (Radio Kaos Caribou)

YourCrapLocalDJ