Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Steve Gunn – April 1st @ Gold Diggers

No April fool’s, here. Via Gold Diggers in East Hollywood, Calif. USA, AD presents Steve Gunn in concert.

On Thursday, April 1st, Steve Gunn will premiere his first fully produced streamed concert. Presented by Aquarium Drunkard, this solo set will see Gunn debut new material alongside fan favorites. The set will stream via Noonchorus and kick off at 8 PM local time.

Colleen :: Implosion-Explosion

On “Implosion-Explosion” Colleen explores the space between the internal and the external, juxtaposing her uncanny voice over a flooding Ace Tone organ and rhythms coaxed from a 1969 Elka Drummer One drum machine—a model favored by Cluster and Harmonia in the ’70s—and dubbing the situation out to beautiful effect.

His Name is Alive :: Transmissions

This week on Transmissions, Warren Defever of Third Man Records and His Name Is Alive joins us for a loose ramble about decades in the record making business, his lack of adherence to genre, and what it’s felt like to revisit the tapes he made in the ’80s.

Styrofoam Winos :: S/T

Nashville’s Styrofoam Winos self-titled debut jumps from dusky ballads to easy-going boogies. In his Bandcamp blurb, Simon Joyner compares the Winos to Yo La Tengo, and he’s on the money: it’s a warm and welcoming record.

The Lagniappe Sessions :: David Nance

David Nance knows his way around a cover, having previously recorded and released reimagined versions of Lou Reed’s Berlin, the Stones’ Goat’s Head Soup, Doug Sahm And Band, and Beatles For Sale—all of which disappeared faster than you can say NO RETURNS ON THE MERCHANDISE. Now he gives Bonnie Raitt and Mindy McCreedy the treatment. Better get these while they’re hot. 

Bobby Lee :: Origin Myths

Sonic cartographer Bobby Lee expands the map of his improvisational soundscapes on Origin Myths, his new album and follow-up to last year’s Shakedown in Slabtown. Recorded straight to four track with no subsequent tampering, the album embraces what label Tompkins Square describes as “The Bob Ross school of philosophy … imperfections allowed to stand; knowing that nothing is ever truly finished.”