Photo: https://csbindnerphoto.com/ Thank you for allowing us the privilege of existing, for a moment, in the timeline in which we felt happiest. We love you all. ~Brazil and Jonathon

📸: Steve Cook This is the week we(Brazil)'ve all been preparing for. ✅ New shows. ✅ New merch. ✅ New bootleg. It's almost like the good old days of 2006. Except none of us are telling our fry-cook supervisor this is our last day on the clock. For those of you just tuning in~ Brazil will be playing this Thursday (7/23) at Portal in Louisville, KY, with The Burning Paris, Coastlands, and Star Guided Vessel. This is day two of a spectacular "Road to Post Fest" warmup game put o

No real blog today, save for this one core memory. I'm two years old in footed pajamas. My dad is on the floor with me, helping me build a house out of blocks. There's a console stereo with a turntable, cassette player and radio in the room, and it's about the size of a small car. I don't remember if it was the radio or the turntable playing, but whatever it was carried the buttery tones of a flugelhorn playing a wistful melody that was somehow both happy and sad. Maybe I kne

📸: Joe Major. There is a song open on my DAW right now that doesn't want to reveal itself. I listen to what I have, and feel in love with lush, ever-gazing wash of the verses. And the drop that comes after. The whatever-you-want-to-call-the-part-with-no-vocals-where-the-music-freaks-out-on-its-own-a-bit. A beefy robotic jam like a night at a replicant discotheque. Rain and lights, the steamy smell of udon from under soaking tarps. But I think I've become afraid of it. It's a

Brazil and DL;BR are thrilled to announce the upcoming release of "Live at HI-FI," the band's official board bootleg, recorded at the band's 2019 reunion concert in Indianapolis. Raw and virtually unedited, this live album comes on the heels of the DL;BR vinyl reissue of the band's lost sophomore record "The Philosophy of Velocity," produced by Dave Fridmann (Flaming Lips, Mogwai) and re-released in November of 2025. From the band: In this current hellscape of algo-slop and

An evaluation of life in 2024. I am stoked to announce the first official DL;BR book release (well, technically the 2nd, if you count "The Novemberist Almanac" chapbook). ALL OF THIS WILL BE FORGOTTEN is the first volume of selected essays from this blog, published in a handsome 6x9 booklet, available in 100 typewriter-editioned copies, as well as an audiobook and ebook. When I launched DL;BR in 2024, I committed to writing a weekly blog as a way to evaluate the days, to shak

Tropic of Bunker. 2016. A new season of life changes. My next home-away-from-home-studio was in Rio Grande, an hour east of San Juan along the coast. Retreat Five was a shack on a permaculture farm run by a guy my age. A former raver turned vegan. His listing said he'd pick visitors up from SJU but everything else was up to them as far as getting around. But he still drove me into town in a beatup pickup a couple times to pick up a forgotten cable from the electronics store,

A tale as old as time. In the beginning, there was formlessness and void. Silent earthworks and megalith stones of the Younger Dryas. From the glacial black swamps, a People emerged from the water and formed a village - aacimwahki (land of stories) - and lived there in peace. Until a man came from the East, bringing with him voyageurs in fur caps who built a fortress made of wood. Ville-de-Huissier. And the People of the water watched on. After these men came other men in ta

There are no g-ds in machines. (*With respect and proper acknowledgement to Richard Brautigan.) As much as we have been lately groomed to think so, there are no g-ds in machines. I used to think if I used my brain hard enough, ideas would come bigger, better, faster, stronger. But these days I doubt this is true. Most of it comes from a vast ether. The Crab Nebula, the Boötes Void or somewhere. Like a pulsar. A light wave. A numbers station. Most of it comes while running, sh

Happy briday to me. Hit up that Tip Roulette, baby! But seriously, running a small label takes a bit of cash, as you can imagine. There are a ton of ways you can help. Buy the new Brazil record We have some copies still left, but it's worth warning that we may run out this summer, as the band will be carrying the last of them at our two shows in July. Order it soon before it's too late! Buy merch Get ready for summer in new duds from the DL;BR online shop. Quality cloth mer

Summer is closing in fast, and the boys from Brazil are prepping to come back out of hibernation for the first time in 8 years for two shows in July. July 23rd, Louisville's Portal will be hosting a two-day Road to Post mini-fest featuring a lineup of ambient, experimental, and post-genre bands. Get your tickets here. Brazil follows that up two days later with an appearance at Post Festival in Indianapolis, with a Saturday lineup that includes Kylesa, Torche, Les Savy Fav, an

“When I get down to my last dime I'll just walk over to skid row." I rented a second room because I kept tripping over cords and shipping boxes in the original room. Now I have a studio room and a shipping room. I can breathe again. Thinking out loud about some May things I'm doing: Approving mixes for the official Brazil Live @ the HIFI bootleg album, and mastering a curated mix of rarities. Both are upcoming archival CD releases on DL;BR. I'll have to do the singing and dan

Or something like that. Subscribe to the Stack I can't remember exactly where I'm at, but I've been hitting it awhile. Polishing up and reposting the old tour blog while trying to hit a weekly pace of 4-5 posts at a stretch without too many days off in between. On the first go round, I posted daily for years. I may be a bit older, but I think I still got it. Mostly. Sometimes the yard needs mowed. It's incredible how much I remember, yet how much I've forgotten. I can remembe

Just to follow up, piggyback, and circle 'round on what I said before - the official Brazil Live Bootleg project is currently wrapping up and getting prepped for a release at Post Festival this summer in Indianapolis, IN. I'll write more about it as the time gets closer, but consider this a soft pre-announcement, as it were. In fact, I may have already pre-announced it earlier. It's hard to keep track of things, but the way the Internet moves these days, most people have prob

"Life is great, without it you'd be dead." Today I am sad. It could be caffeine. It could be electrolytes. It could be the sun. It could be a lack of water. It could be a lack of sleep. It could be a lack of vegetables. It could be the unused gym membership. It could be the weather's sink back to sub-50. It could be the rise of artificial intelligence. It could be the demise of civic intelligence. It could be a failure of leadership. It could be a failure to communicate. It c

"Time is a flat circle." -RC "There's something in the water here in Petroleum." So says Lew Hurl, Jr., the founder and editor-in-chief of the mid-North's most influential rock rag - Drag Magazine . You won't find it on the shelf, nor will you find it on eBay, the Marketplace, or anywhere else except DL;BR dot com when the time comes, because it doesn't exist. Drag Magazine , like JC Autobody's Petroleum* and Brazil's Husherville, is a work of fiction. An apocryphal history o

Ingredients Tofu 1/4 stick of butter Italian bread crumbs Steps Preheat oven to 400F Wrap and drain the tofu When drained, cut into small squares Melt butter in a large ramekin or small bowl Dip tofu squares in melted butter Dredge in bread crumbs Place on baking sheet with parchment paper Bake for 45 mins, turning once after browning one side. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ What I’m reading: Sing Backwards and Weep (Mark Lanegan) What I'm liste

"Dry your eyes for Madame Joy." (or Finding Astral Weeks on the Way to the Rainbow Bridge) I sometimes worry that, at my age, music no longer imprints on me. At least not the way it did back when , when albums could creep up and attach themselves forever to my emotional core, sometimes multiple times a year. The obscene portability and ubiquitousness of streaming-on-demand has made life-soundtracking just another ritual of the mundane. But that's a rant that I won't get into

Working on two post-Backerkit projects at the moment (not including preparations for Post. Festival ). First up, a Rarities album - if you made a pledge to the POV Backerkit, you probably received a download code for this one (and the other one, too). Rarities is a rollup of a slew of demos, outtakes, and live performances pulled into the official historical document of Brazil's creative path over almost a decade. It includes 4-track sketches, single microphone live takes, a

Go on, git. There's a certain personality type that loves a good show of force. And it's been an odd and unsettling series of shows of force this last week. Once, I drove a van for Old Navy in a neighborhood parade in a town just north of here. We were standing in line waiting for the line to move, and I put it in reverse to give another car some room. All of a sudden, a guy was at my window. Handsomely coiffed, golf shirt, straight teeth, the whole thing. Screaming at me in