We Are Only Riders, oh yes, we are!

Oh, how I love(d) The Gun Club. And I don't mean their cool but annoying Goth Wave Club standart Sex Beat, but the beauty of albums like Miami or Las Vegas Story. Especially the melancholic, shivering voice of Jeffrey Lee Pierce took my attention and it was a great loss when Pierce passed away in 1996. The Gun Club always moved in between bands like The Bad Seeds, Crime & The City Solution or The Cramps, quite uncomfortable, as their swampy, bluesy sound was quite early for that what's called Americana today.
Back in the days, Cypress Grove demoed a couple of songs with Jeffrey Lee Pierce what possibly are the last works he participated. Re-interpreted by fellas like Nick Cave, Lydia Lunch, Debbie Harry, The Raveonettes, The Sadies, David Eugene Edwards or Mark Lenegan, these songs form a vibrating Compilation of Swamp Blues, Gloomy Country and Dark Rock. A great introduction, optically enhanced with photos from the recording sessions, to the songs of Jeffrey Lee Pierce, released on Vinyl and CD via Glitterhouse Records.

With these hands I've crushed the dreams of every man...

Jesus, I pretty much like Michael J. Sheehy, not even since Dream City Film Club, but most since his release "Ghost On The Motorway". If you like it deep, spritual, raw and dirty, you will dig him! His recent release "With These Hands" on Glitterhouse Records, proves himself again to be an amazing story teller, composer and vocalist. It's an album about boxer Francis Delaney, a tragic figure struggeling with promoters, boxers, hookers, gangsters in a raw Blues meets Gospel and Country from hell outfit.
No question, Michael J. Sheehy is a great live act too and currently tours with his band, The Hired Mourners. You should definetly catch him at your local pit for some exercise!

Dracula's Boots

I'm not sure how many people noticed the new album from Kid Congo on my favorite Swamp & Roll label In The Red. "Dracula Boots", pressed on black roaring vinyl is another bluesin', bruisin' beast from Kid Congo And The Pink Monkey Birds. It runs on high rotation on my deck and I still can't get enough of Kid Congo's swaggering voice that floats Andre Williams like through a basic, thick blooded and grindin' production. 12 songs for your blood thirst by an amazing artist that has been around for ages. Must have!