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Our new record, entitled Grey Buried, is done and in the hands of the authorities. Release date September 21 on Quite Scientific Records. Stay tuned for pre-order info.



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The theory:

We should say at the outset that most rules serve some purpose. And there are rules here. Although they are broken with semi-regularity, they exist nonetheless. Adult beverages are mandatory. No more than a couple of takes. No more than a handful of tracks, including vox (such as they are). This process of course destroys many a hard-wrought song and melody, but the sweet outweighs the sour.



As applied to the full band, the rules yielded 17 recorded songs in 8 magnificent hours, 10 of which grace Grey Buried. Thanks for being here.



*****RELEASES*****



Grey Buried (Quite Scientific) - September 21, 2010.



The Train, The Cross is on the upcoming In the Orchards of Osiris compilation (It Takes A Village To Make Records)



K-Fest 2009 Tour EP. All gone.



S/T Full Length (Quite Scientific / Pedal Bark). Physical all gone at the moment. Digital at all yer favorite haunts.



The First-State, Non-Tour limited digital-only EP. All gone.



A Winter's Tale / Evelyn Wears a Tiara 7" OUT NOW via Leroy St. Records. Colored vinyl. 300 pressed.



"Circle the Wagons" appears on the Ypsi-songs compilation. Out of print.



*****EARLY WORDS ON GREY BURIED*****



"Refreshingly ragged and unrefined. Often channeling a raw-boned Nick Lowe, singer Scott Sellwood stomps through this sophomore effort with the doomed charm of a wink-and-smile barfly who knows his dawns are numbered." AM New York



"I knew from the band's name I would be a fan. One listen to [The Last Desperate Stand of the Last Fair Man] and you're gonna want a cocktail at lunch." USA Today



"As summer leaves us and the browning fall approaches, I cannot think of a better album to put on when smoking on your stoop. With lyrics that are comfortable and reach close to home, Grey Buried is folk with soul in the best traditional sense of the matter" Zink Magazine



"From the opening romp of 'The Last Desperate Stand of the Last Fair Man' to the twangy strum and swoony fuzz of 'The Guest List,' Grey Buried is an almanac of mood-altering quiet revelations and bittersweet departures of lovers, friends and relations. And there are moments of disarming lyrical invention and delivery that bring even the most causal listener face to face with a clear, desperate reality." Detroit Metro Times



"Rich sagas of acoustic-spurred dream rock. 4.5/5" Real Detroit



"People used to claim that the Hold Steady was America's best bar band. Drunken Barn Dance are more than worthy heirs to the title." Ink19



*****OTHER PRESS*****



Motor City Cribs



AnnArbor.com SXSW coverage.



Ann Arbor Current



Ink 19



DBD on Phoning It In! "Rough and perfect."



Feature at Lost At Sea. "With a voice that shape-shifts at every turn, Drunken Barn Dance's fantastic ability to sound so similar to so many established and revered musicians will likely be a blessing and a curse only for as long as it takes for Sellwood's material to make its own way into our subconscious, which it is sure to do in fairly short order."



Slowcoustic rules.



"Raw, sparse and sometimes noisy music that shows much and tells all without any pretense. You'd have to try not to enjoy something so unfiltered and honest."

-CURRENT - Eight greats of '08



A Winter's Tale single review at the truly awesome 7inches blog (11/18/2008).



A Winter's Tale single review at DETROIT METROTIMES.



WDET on-air performance here. Fireworks, We Swimmers & Guilt at the end. Despite 100 cough drops, my voice is still thoroughly trashed.



REAL DETROIT



A Winter's Tale single review at cokemachineglow.



Some live pix at DETOUR.



REAL DETROIT



"This wonderful collection of 13 airy, acoustic-driven songs incorporate footstomps, well-timed sleigh bells, hints of ambient distortion and the occasional harmonic soundscape that'd give Daniel Lanois wood. It's warm and willful; part back-porch melancholy, part open-road longing."

-DETROIT METROTIMES