David Dondero, Octoberman...
David Dondero -- "Rothko Chapel"
From Simple Love on Team Love Records
From the acclaimed songwriting troubadour David Dondero comes Simple Love, David’s second release for Conor Oberst’s Team Love Records, and the follow up to the critically lauded 2005 release, South of the South. Few songwriters have experienced and expressed the sinking depths and uplifting optimism of humanity like David Dondero, and his ability to shine a light on the human condition (his own included) is inspiring.
Octoberman -- "Run From Safety"
From Run From Safety on White Whale Records
Upon first listen, it’s evident that Run From Safety is not only an album title but also a bold statement of intent. The album sublimely captures the sound of an artist abandoning the tried and true and striking out in unknown directions. While still fuelled by wanderlust, Octoberman’s music continues to remind us that not all journeys can be measured by distance alone.
Boddicker -- "Mississippi"
From Big Lionhearted and the Gallant Man on Banter Records
At 16 years old, Caleb Boddicker recorded a 22-track demo in the bedroom of his parent’s house in Mississippi. He was a sophomore in high school at the time and sold the demo online as a means of funding his future college education. He managed to sell over 1,000 copies to fans that were lucky enough to stumble across that gem of a record. In October of 2006, Boddicker entered Engine Studios in Chicago for a three-week recording session. The result is nothing short of a masterpiece. Boddicker’s gift of writing simple, yet powerful songs, combined with Deck’s production brilliance, culminated into a mind-blowing piece of work. The songs bounce from genre to genre, providing a glimpse into Boddicker’s erratic perception of the world.
Adrian Orange & Her Band -- "You're My Home"
From Self-Titled on K Records
Rogue West African prison-funk from Adrian Orange and his rambling pack of peyote-laced thieves. These are outlaw anthems of life on the margins; Favella-core Latin American punk-hymns to Qaddafi and the insurgency. Machine gun stabs of sex and danger, love and death, life on the highway and lust in the jungles. This will probably be the last cohesive album of songs by this artist. It is in the process of vanishing in to the all, the beautiful unknown; where obscurely we-will-lay, willie, like lilies or be gulls, indefinitely. So get in, get out.