The sticky hot crossroads and bisections of America are nothing compared to the hot n sticky sounds of Dawn McCarthy & Bonnie 'Prince' Billy, who've melting stages, cities, sidewalks and streets 'round the world this summer in support of their ode to the Everly's, What The Brothers Sang. On the North American trip, they've hit corners of the continent rarely traveled by we Drag City folk, way up in the cracks of Alaska and The Yukon. Sure, they've made obligatory stops through... (read more)

King David, or something like it. "When God was young," when all of us were. Slaying the Goliath of rock doctrine, that a band must tour to be successful. And what then, if in the end, they did? Makes history a reality, I guess. Case in point, Silver Jews' Bright Flight. An unsung hero for some in the catalog, seemingly a polarizing record, clearly Nashvillian after the move, and after the release of fan-favorite, American Water. But why? The strength of darkness,... (read more)

Alasdair Roberts struck out into the North American wilderness with his pals last week, entering the topsy turvy tour void like a Scot outta Loch. But no monster he, Alasdair is more like a joker or jester, a man costumed as a man who entertains, and one who's in demand, as seen in the new video for his song, "Scandal & Trance," from A Wonder Working Stone. Yes, the jester expresses all manners and emotion, connecting with the people, dogs and tramps... (read more)

It's just getting hotter and hotter around here, and all we can think is, who's got the songs to keep us cool? Who is chill yet sultry, smooth, and soulful? Ding dong, the temperate winner here is, AZITA! AZITA says fuck you to the overblown Chicago festival scene - it's just a clusterfuck of johns, anyway- she'd rather make her own trails around the Midwest region, making a name for herself on her own time, and we couldn't be happier to help her along.... (read more)

If ever there was a tour was battle-tested at the outset, none would come close to this. Alasdair Robers and Friends are finally on American soil after surviving the trials of Immigration offices, Visa-application drones and a multinational array of Consulates, as well as the tribulations of flat tires, canceled flights, evacuated airports, lost luggage and a subsequent no-show at Louisville's Forecastle Festival (sorry, Kentucky! Ali and Friends vow to make it back to you). No worse for the war — in fact, mightier for... (read more)

Yeeeeaaaaaahhh, yeah! Scout Niblett's European tour was so successful, she decided to hang out there for the rest of the summer, basking in the afterglow of conquered cities, melted hearts, interviews completed, and videos made. The band was tight, the audiences loose, and the groupies looser, all serving to Ms. Emma's near domination of the EU mainland and British Empire. But regardless of Mercury's location in the relation to the sun (hint: it's a bitch!), our girl can't stay in hiding forever: the semi-friendly... (read more)

Mystery, solved! You've wondered why you were constructing bamboo rafts in your sleep each and every sticky night; now, you have your answer - not only is Bill Callahan back with a beautiful new long player called Dream River, but the River pours forth from he to you, the shadowy figure of your Dream now revealed to be, Sweet Bill. Bill's Dream River tour flows and weaves its way from his door to yours, dripping from coast to coast, puddling through the Midlle-west, sure... (read more)

Everything we do here under the Golden Arches at the Ivory Bunker is for Drag City. And yet, not all of it is Drag City. And yet again, everything we do here for Drag City is truly done for you. It's the artists of course who're cashing in. Yet again, we're cashing in on them. And you, obviously, we do it for you and cash in on you, too; and you on us, too (we supply your content). So with all that in... (read more)

Behold, Threace! It's the brand new LP from international touring sensations CAVE, arriving October 15th, and it might just bring an end to your party -- no more dancing, no more talking, just people listening to every last clang, tweet and honk of a band really getting after it. Recorded on a 1" 8-track Scully machine that may or may not have spent some quality burn-in time at Muscle Shoals, Threace was half-planned and half-jammed using different mic placements, building up from a... (read more)