A1 Too Little, Too Late
A2 Definitely Clean
A3 Is It Rolling, Bob?
A4 A Reason
A5 Like Mary
B1 Outside the Dream Syndicate
B2 Last Chance for You
B3 Unknown Song with Lyrics
B4 That’s What You Always Say
B5 Road Runner
B6 Instrumental
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Sketches for the Days Of Wine And Roses
The Dream Syndicate
20th April 2024 - Album - FIRE754
Unearthed cuts from the early days of cult heroes The Dream Syndicate, pressed to vinyl for the very first time. Demos and rehearsals taped between formation and the recording of their seminal ‘Days Of Wine And Roses’ album, recorded by drummer Dennis Duck, mostly in 1981-82.
- Ltd Edition RSD 2024 LP
£19.50
Unearthed cuts from the early days of cult heroes The Dream Syndicate, pressed to vinyl for the very first time. Demos and rehearsals taped between formation and the recording of their seminal ‘Days Of Wine And Roses’ album, recorded by drummer Dennis Duck, mostly in 1981-82.
Lifting the lid on one of the key protagonists of The Paisley Underground and the 80s psychedelic revival. A cathartic and creative outpouring of exciting ideas and tangential grooves. In the words of frontman Steve Wynn, “We’re playing music we want to hear because nobody else is doing it.”
“At any given moment it’s a Can jam, a lysergic Pink Floyd freakout, a psych-rock rave-up, an act of punk aggression, a hoedown.” Pitchfork
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Unearthed cuts from the early days of cult heroes The Dream Syndicate, pressed to vinyl for the very first time. Demos and rehearsals taped between formation and the recording of their seminal ‘Days Of Wine And Roses’ album, recorded by drummer Dennis Duck, mostly in 1981-82.
Lifting the lid on one of the key protagonists of The Paisley Underground and the 80s psychedelic revival. A cathartic and creative outpouring of exciting ideas and tangential grooves. In the words of frontman Steve Wynn, “We’re playing music we want to hear because nobody else is doing it.”
“At any given moment it’s a Can jam, a lysergic Pink Floyd freakout, a psych-rock rave-up, an act of punk aggression, a hoedown.” Pitchfork
