Cat Nights of Summer Sale

According to the Farmer’s Almanac, it’s officially the Cat Nights of Summer. You’ve heard about the Dog Days, but they’re done and gone now, and anyway, we’re Cat People here in Paradise (we love a sweet hound, but check out Jabo and Ree Ree in all their audiophile glory above). 

To celebrate, through September 3, use coupon code CATNIGHTS on the PoB website for 20% off most everything (the sale does not apply to the new Mega Bog record, any items already on sale, or our Bandcamp page). 

Can you hear them yowling? 

Use Coupon Code CATNIGHTS for 20% Off

Mega Bog’s Life, and Another Vinyl Release Day

As of today, Mega Bog‘s Life, and Another vinyl LP is now available from shops and mailorders worldwide. (The CD, digital album, and book were released July 23, and we’ve been shipping direct vinyl orders since then.)

$9.00 – $40.00

Life, and Another Record Release Shows

Poster by Miles Wintner
Mega Bog is playing two spectacular (emphasis on spectacle) release shows for Life, and Another: August 29th at Zebulon in Los Angeles (tickets HERE), and September 1 at Elsewhere in Brooklyn (tickets HERE). Go safely into the unknown and explore the Bog.
Photo by Phil Hartunian.

Mike Polizze’s Dizzy Demos Now in Shop

We heard your desperate pleas to get dizzy, and now Dizzy Demos: 2 Tickets to Cheeseburger in Paradise, Mike Polizze’s limited-edition cassette of Long Lost Solace Find demos and studio outtakes, is available in select shops. Ask for it by name.

$7.00 – $12.00

RIP Charlie Watts, et al.

Between Tom T. Hall, Don Everly, and Charlie Watts, we’ve lost so many musical heroes recently. We’ve always loved Dave Hickey’s essay “The Delicacy of Rock and Roll” for what is says about the nature of music and collaboration and time, but it’s also a lovely tribute to Charlie and his subtle behind-the-beat swing, and apt fodder for a Friday meditation at quittin’ time… 

“Because order sucks. I mean, look at the Stones. Keith Richards is always on top of the beat, and Bill Wyman, until he quit, was always behind it, because Richards is leading the band and Charlie Watts is listening to him and Wyman is listening to Watts. So the beat is sliding on those tiny neural lapses, not so you can tell, of course, but so you can feel it in your stomach. And the intonation is wavering, too, with the pulse in the finger on the amplified string. This is the delicacy of rock-and-roll, the bodily rhetoric of tiny increments, necessary imperfections, and contingent community. And it has its virtues, because jazz only works if we’re trying to be free and are, in fact, together. Rock-and-roll works because we’re all a bunch of flakes. That’s something you can depend on, and a good thing too, because in the twentieth century, that’s all there is: jazz and rock-and-roll. The rest is term papers and advertising.”