Born To Be Mild is the product of noted immortal, amoral giant Cameron Gregory Austin’s project The Shepherde’s . The Shepherde’s grew out of Mr. Austin’s previous project My Father’s Rifle , and while there are plenty of stylistic similarities, The Shepherde’s marks a new and better direction in his music.

The Shepherde’s - Thorn in your Side 

Folk Punk. Beautiful gritty folk punk. 

andrewlistens:

Deerhunter - Monomania - Full album 

The newest release from deerhunter. More straightforward, kind of Lennon-y in places. great album. 

listen to it. listen to it. 

Full Album from marietta native Bradford Cox’s band Deerhunter. 

Take some time with this one. 

It’s a beautiful Day - Wasted union blues 

Hendrix style fuzz guitar, plus a violin? Sure, why the hell not. 

These guys were regulars at the filmore, and a corner stone of the San Francisco sound. 

If you like that kind of thing, you owe it to yourself to check this out. So good. 

It’s a Beautiful Day - White Bird 

Speaking of channeling Janis, 

here is Grootna, singing “That’s what you get” 

It sounds like Janis singing with the grateful dead. 

If that doesn’t sound appealing to you, maybe we shouldn’t be friends. ;-) 

The Blues Magoos cover Elvis’ Heartbreak Hotel

Not as much psychedelic freakout as “Never goin’ back to Georgia”, this is still wilder and heavier than anything Elvis would have released.

The simple piano introduction belies the raw, wild, crazy power that opens up later in the song. 

The lead singer wails in a way that very few male artists have ever managed, almost as if he is channeling Ms. Joplin. 

Then there is a marimba? 

I don’t know. It’s crazy, but it’s a great cover. It’s a great track.

The Blues Magoos - Never Goin’ Back to Georgia - Psychedelic freakout

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iaVEeTm3OM

Energy -The Apples in Stereo

And the world is made of energy
And the world is electricity
And the world is made of energy
And there’s a light inside of you
And there’s a light inside of me

And the world is made of energy
And the world is synchronicity
And the world is made of energy
And there’s a light inside of you
And there’s a light inside of me

It’s gonna be alright
It’s gonna be alright ah huh yeah
We’re gonna see sunlight
We’re gonna see the sunlight ah huh yeah

And the world is made of energy
And the world is possibility
And the world is made of energy
And there’s a light inside of you
And there’s a light inside of me

It’s gonna be alright
It’s gonna be alright ah huh yeah
We’re gonna see the sunlight
We’re gonna see the sunlight ah huh yeah

And the world is made of energy
And the world is electricity
And the world is made of energy
And there’s a light inside of you
And there’s a light inside of me

And The world is made of energy
And the world is possibility
And the world is made of energy
And there’s a light inside of you
And there’s a light inside of me

And the world
And the world
Electricity
And the world
And the world
There’s a light inside of you
There’s a light inside of me
And the world
And the world
And the world
And the world

I dug out my good headphones, and I’ve been listening to this track on endless repeat. Damn. 

Okay, so I’m posting a lot of articles from Analog Revolution. That’s cause I *am* analog revolution. 

I’m pressing this record, and I’m So Damn Excited about it. 

I want all of my friends, all of the people I know, to listen to this music. 

Listen to it, and tell me what you think. Let me know what you love, and what you hate.

I’m going to be pressing these in my living room. I’ll post pictures. It’s awesome. 

This bed is on fire 

With passionate love 

The neighbours complain about the noises above 

But she only comes when she’s on top 

My therapist said not to see you no more 

She said you’re like a disease without any cure 

She said I’m so obsessed that I’m becoming a bore, oh no 

Ah, you think you’re so pretty 

Caught your hand inside the till 

Slammed your fingers in the door 

Fought with kitchen knives and skewers 

Dressed me up in womens clothes 

Messed around with gender roles 

Dye my eyes and call me pretty 

Moved out of the house, so you moved next door 

I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall 

I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone 

You’re driving me crazy, when are you coming home

James - Laid