Crawling out from the weed-choked lots of the once proud town, The Detroit Cobras whip out ass-shaking anthems to good times, wild times, and the high and lows of L-U-V; you best believe it and you best not mess with it.
Blurring the lines between R&B and R&R and soul, the Cobras are THE go-to party band for those in the know. Singer Rachel Nagy and guitarist Mary Ramirez are the bad girls by the exit doors at the school dance, all leather and heels, sneaking smokes and passing the flask. They have no time for dewy-eyed love songs or girl group decorum; they'll take care of business themselves with a bat of the eye or an elbow to the kidney. Rachel's "warm as the half pint of bourbon under the seat of your car" voice can boom to the back pews (Did we say "pews?" We meant "barstools") and Mary's riffs let you know that love and good times can be found in the tilt of a hip or at the end of a fist.
Surrounding themselves with a rotationg cast of some of Motown's finest rockers, the Cobras specialize in unearthing and reinvigorating the hits, near hits and sometimes total misses from the deep and groovy history of soul, and making them THEIR OWN. Detroit Cobras albums are like a secret decoder ring that helps lead the way to a better, more soulful forgotten world.
"The duo manages to make the now familiar line-up of guitar and drums sound urgent again, and they spit out both gritty, saturated blue-rock and airy, almost Spector-esque pop with a quiet strength."
Mr. Airplane Man is Margaret on guitar and Tara on drums. Their sound is a mishmash of Mississippi hill country blues, Memphis weirdo rock'n'roll, drony VU and Stooges, and Boston garage-beat and pop wonderment. The band started in the late '90s. Almost immediately, they joined Morphine for a US tour and recorded a self-titled EP with Mark Sandman of Morphine. They went on to tour the US extensively, playing with The Reigning Sound, White Stripes, Detroit Cobras, Holly GoLightly, Hot Snakes, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Blues Explosion, Dirtbombs and many more.
During the '90s and '00s, Mr. Airplane Man released three albums and an EP on Sympathy for the Record Industry. They successfully toured Europe and played two Peel Sessions on John Peel’s BBC radio show. Now Mr. Airplane Man is happy to be playing and recording again, after taking a break to have babies, live in the desert, and generally shake up their lives.
Demos by Sara Landeau & Kenny Mellman (The Julie Ruin), Sarah Quintero (Spotlights), Carl Porcaro (Killing Time/Kings Destroy), and Jimmy Carbonetti (Caveman/Carbonetti Guitars). Q&A session, discounted products, and a chance to win a free Aqueduct!
"Blistering old school punk rock outfit The Tracys are as clear an '80s punk revival as it gets." - Michael Haskoor, The Deli Magazine
Raised on '80s punk with a side of maple syrup, Alberta native Dave Klym (The Mike Plume Band, The Populars, Itch) is the driving force behind The Tracys monster hooks and blazing solos. On rhythm guitars, John Payne (Puppetbox) has been known to contribute harmonies as silky as his well-coiffed hair. Larry Mancini holds down the fort on the bass guitar with a little bit of whimsy, and a belly full of pizza. Anchoring this operation is drummer Matt Ernst, whose thunderous beats form the foundation for the group's aggressive style. With infectious melodies and gallows humor, The Tracys' brand of pop punk holds true to the sensibilities of old-school west coast punk. With the release of their 3rd record, Humdinger, The Tracys continue to hone their signature sound, taking aim at what ails us with a double barreled blast of music and mayhem.
Dead Flowers got its start as a celebrated music-centered online platform for its writers' passions and obsessions. It was a place to read about the classics reconsidered, the obscure brought into the spotlight, the lost re-found, and the so-called "marginal" made to matter... Those elements animate Dead Flowers Productions, an enterprise devoted to managing, booking, and promoting bands and projects that ignite those same passions.