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It's useless to fight it! The history of rock and roll is laced with a myriad of inevitabilities, from the senseless death of The Big Bopper so that Waylon Jennings might live on through to the (years-late) demise of Oasis. Each it's own tragedy, each with it's own moral. But were we able to take a hand, how would the pasts play out, and indeed would we have altered the future in which we so smugly sit today?

Back in 1988, the rock and roll... (read more)

Duck! No, wait - goose! Actually...we don't know what the fuck it is. And if it's flying over Drag City and we don't know what's up with it, you can bet your buckskins it's from our resident bin divers at Galactic Zoo Disk and Yoga Records. Yeah - and whatever it is, it's coming down fast! Check it out - November 6th, we've scheduled your lazy ass for another journey through the past, when times were simpler and the music was therefore somehow more... (read more)

End of the month and hurlaween's a-comin'! If you haven't dropped all your loose coin on clown shoes and a clown nose and a Romney wig for the oncoming Saint's Day parade - or even if you have - we've got something for you to throw your credit shield at! That's right! SPEND, SPEND, SPEND becuz tomorrow ain't guaranteed - and when it does come, don'tcher wanna sweet l'il ol' Drag City packageroo waiting for you in the post? Sure you do! And what better... (read more)

That is, Ascent, the new sonic instance from Six Organs of Admittance, which broke through Earth's atmosphere before the leaves turned, back in August. Sent from space and channeled through the axe and voice of Ben Chasny, it's not just a relic to be held and maintained and played on your turntable - no, it's a skin-peeling thrill of a live experience, too. If you're going to be here for the rest of time, you might as well not regret any of... (read more)

Twins is hot off the presses, melting ear-hearts and turntables across the planet, a gooey black substance that feeds and grows like a sonic appendage. Seriously, if you're gonna grow a third arm, you freaks might as well make it a tone arm! That Ty Segall goop is molten, man! It rules, and Twins is gushing lava at a torrid pace - it's even mutating onto your television screen, tonight! Say wut?! Yeah. Tune into Conan O'Brien tonight, at 11PM EST, and catch yourself some... (read more)

Got a death wish? Cause if you're looking for a way out, "Christmas Eve Can Kill You," declare Dawn McCarthy and Bonnie 'Prince' Billy, by way of a booty-fool new 7" sheduled to hit streets just in time to stuff your stockings! Well hell, even right before then, to be truthful. You're sharp, you'll have it in time to bring home for Turkey-day, Black Friday, the 8 days of Chanukah, Beethoven's birthday and even and especially the grim blandness of Festivus, if... (read more)

By now, you know what your weekend is looking like - but what do you know about what lies beyond? Consult with us here at your very own musical almanac to tell you which way the wind blows come November. It blows like this:

BLUE CLOUDS, MAD MUSIC AND YOU, KID

Next up on the reissue/vintage music roll-call: Galactic Zoo Disk presents an LP of mostly previously unheard recordings (unless...wait, does the internet count?) from Tony, Caro and John! You hard yet? Listen, if... (read more)

S'CALP'D AGIN'!

D'ja like that? That's the way we say Sic Alps around here, we just say, like SCALPS, cause we don't have time to get all the way Sic. It's on the tip of our tongue freakin' often though - what with the way that their new album titled Sic Alps (d'ya like that?) is topping the charts inside the four walls of our castle (fortified against the street freaks and beggars here in wild wild Chi West). It's been out almost a month... (read more)

SUMMER DEEP

Man...how did we get here, anyway? Here we are, sitting on top of a pile of primo records, really great shit man. The last few months must have been awesome! Time for a moment of instrospection and self-hypnosis...ahhh. Safety. Now, if memory serves, it all started in the bloody heart of the summer. This is siesta time in many parts of our incredible shrinking industry, but not here at Drag City's weatherproof fartress. July was the time we chose to start our... (read more)

UP AGAINST THE WALL

As was once so firmly-yet-sweetly intoned (and for so much sweet monetary benefit (we hope!!)), the world is a ghetto - and as one of our great song-and-dance men added in the not-too-very-recent-past, beyond here lies nothing. Now, if you're not too bummed (or fuck, even if you are), we'd like to sprinkle the old adage, ashes to ashes and dust to dust, over the top of our introductory philo-sundae, just to set the tone nice and clear. There. Is the... (read more)