==== Tracks====
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/01-TheReddmen-WeBuiltThisCity...(Demo).mp3 01 - We Built This City... (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/02-TheReddmen-YoungCountrySinger(Demo).mp3 02 - Young Country Singer (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/03-TheReddmen-Sofiya(Demo).mp3 03 - Sofiya (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/04-TheReddmen-HeartsTornAreRebornInNovember.mp3 04 - Hearts Torn Are Reborn In November]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/05-TheReddmen-LedZeppelinLullaby.mp3 05 - Led Zeppelin Lullaby]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/06-TheReddmen-MortalKombat.mp3 06 - Mortal Kombat]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/07-TheReddmen-ReddmenVsGodzilla.mp3 07 - Reddmen Vs. Godzilla]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/08-TheReddmen-HaveYouEverDancedWithTheDevilOnFullMoonNight.mp3 08 - Have You Ever Danced With The Devil On Full Moon Night?]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/09-TheReddmen-GirlCrazy.mp3 09 - Girl Crazy]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/10-TheReddmen-SadIfILostYou(Demo).mp3 10 - Sad If I Lost You (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/11-TheReddmen-You%27reTheFirst(BritishInvasionVersion).mp3 11 - You're The First (British Invasion Version)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/12-TheReddmen-OnTheFloor.mp3 12 - On The Floor]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/13-TheReddmen-ThirdWheelParty(Demo).mp3 13 - Third Wheel Party (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/14-TheReddmen-Post-DatedWreck(Demo).mp3 14 - Post-Dated Wreck (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/15-TheReddmen-SovenirLover(Demo).mp3 15 - Souvenir Lover (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/16-TheReddmen-AmericanCrush(Demo).mp3 16 - American Crush (Demo)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/17-TheReddmen-NeverADullOmen(Live).mp3 17 - Never A Dull Omen (Live)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/18-TheReddmen-ColdFeet.mp3 18 - Cold Feet]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/19-TheReddmen-SupernovaEarth(JasonWardHi-FiVersion).mp3 19 - Supernova Earth (Jason Ward Hi-Fi Version)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/20-TheReddmen-ColumbusStreet(8Houses).mp3 20 - Columbus Street (8 Houses)]
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/VerySecretRecordings/21-TheReddmen-MyFrustration(8Houses).mp3 21 - My Frustration (8 Houses)]

'''From the CD:'''
thank you for getting a copy of the 'Another Tale of the Trippy
Counterculture High-End Prissy Designers'. it means a lot. on this page
you'll find some more songs that i wanted to put on the cd but didn't
have room for; most of them are 4 track demos, others are 8 track
versions of songs on the 'Morning Star' record and some are from big
studios far from here. these songs have been just sitting around
collecting dust so i'm glad that i could share them with
you.

once again thanks for interest in the band, see you in the pit.
xoxo,

the reddmen

without these people this cd may not have been possible:
trevor leo (layout and tape transformer robots in disguise), colin lemmon (4 track lending and leader of the glo),
jen thompson (good looks and bad habits), jason ward at the very secret (updater of the site and downloader of our
hearts), the reddvan (late beginning and early endings), alexis demersseman (for the free meals and jeans i never quit wearing). lonnie luscious (part time rocker, full time lover), all the people who played on the recording, friends and all my family for support, the rest of my bandmates who keep it real by keeping it ill, and most of all, the many muses that shall remain nameless...

The Reddmen

2012-01-09T11:06:36Z

Jerryharp: /* Share Your Stories */

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====Bio====

The Reddmen are fucking dead that's what the answering machine said, looks like this is it! They talked one too many shit about the lower class and the government, did you hear what those faggots said in some fanzine someone else read? I heard they're a bunch of spoiled little rich kids who need to get their asses kicked, fucking ingrates! fucking pussies!! The Reddmen are fucking dead guaw huydsas kjhds aowedde (fighting sequence). The Reddmen are fucking dead by order of the bass master general just like A.I.M. only this time for real because the B.I.A. have tapped their telephone and the RCPD raided Lakota Homes and they must have beed killed.

The Reddmen, garage rock, power-pop, band hailing from Rapid City, South Dakota formed in 1996 by brothers J. Waylon Porcupine and Miyo One Arrow of the Northern Cheyenne and Lakota plains Indian tribes. The group achieved some semblance of mainstream appeal despite never being formally signed to a record label. The band has independently recorded, distributed, produced and toured for over a decade. The Reddmen have been featured to soundtrack a pivotal episode of hit series Grey's Anatomy, appeared at Al Gore's 2007 festival Live Earth/Mother Earth in Washington D.C. The Reddmen have attained spaces on national radio and print publications such as NPR's Morning Edition Program [http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=92060078], New York Times, and Razorcake magazine.

2 brothers, 15 years - 1 goal: 100% lo(ud) fidelity recklessness. Self-taught, self-produced, and self-destructive, this crew continues to leave a trail of smashed instruments, ruined bass players, shattered eardrums, and broken hearts in its wake...
Tigers Against Crime [http://www.tigersvacrime.com Tigers Against Crime]

The Reddmen are from Rapid City, in the Dakotas, dependably delivering melodic, trashy pop cribbed from a vast garage of the mind where Big Star and maybe Guided By Voices are getting really loud like with their fists, with the occasional pretty tune thrown in for a change-up. One time I witnessed their singer Johnny walk right through two dudes who were beating the shit out of each other so he could get paid for the night’s rockage. So they’re tough too, I think.
-Timmy Arrowtop/Total Fest '08[http://wantagetotalfest.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html]

Rapid City trio The REDDMEN make infectious little British Invasion ’60s nuggets injected with incendiary Green Day punk pop.
-The Boston Phoenix [http://thephoenix.com/supplements/2008/50states/southdakota/]

The Reddmen of Rapid City, S.D., with their trashed-out, fuzzed-up, garage-pop static ... the Infections, the Bloody Hollies, or for a more conventional reference, the Hives. High energy, low cost!
-Adam Leech/Colorado Springs Independent [http://www.csindy.com/colorado/reverb/Content?oid=1144443]

There were some panties hanging on the mike stand, and lead singer J. Waylon Porcupine was wearing a set of handcuffs as a sort of belt/belt buckle deal. I didn’t get any better photos of this because honestly, how close do you want to get to a strange pair of panties and a guy who’s wearing handcuffs on his crotch? -Rapid City Journal [http://www.rapidcityjournal.com/app/blogs/music/?m=200612]

"South Dakota created, nicknamed itself The Mount Rushmore state. Fortunately, The Reddmen, purveyors of lo-fi power pop, have a stronger store of creative juices than the stack of functionaries in Pierre." -Missoula Independent

==== Releases====
* [[The Reddmen - Sons Of The Morning Star]] ([http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com/album/sons-of-the-morning-star Kit Fox Recording Co]) (2003)
* [[The Reddmen - Another Tale of the Trippy Counterculture High End Prissy Designers]] ([http://www.purevolume.com/thereddmen/albums/Another+Tale+of+the+Trippy+Counterculture+High+End+Prissy+Designers/ Pure Volume]) (2004)
* [[The Reddmen - Very Secret Recordings]] (2005)
* [[The Reddmen - Arsenic Ballads]] ([http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com/album/arsenic-ballads Not Bad World Industries]) (2006)
* [[The Reddmen - Sounds of Indian Summer]] ([http://www.nmai.si.edu/subpage.cfm?subpage=shop&second=cds&third=SoundsOfIndianSummer Smithsonian Institute]) (2007)
* [[The Reddmen - The Reddmen / Eyes and Ears Split LP]] ([http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com/album/the-reddmen-eyes-and-ears-split-lp Not Bad World Industries]) (2008)
* [[The Reddmen - White Omega]] ([http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com/album/white-omega Not Bad World Industries]) (2010)
* [[The Reddmen - The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010]] ([http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com/album/the-reddmen-anthology-1995-2010 Kit Fox Recording Co.]) (2011)

==== Live Recordings====
* [http://vimeo.com/22658879 1998-01-24 - Oyate Center, Rapid City, SD ]
* [http://vimeo.com/21724780 ????-??-?? - Days Inn, Rapid City, SD ]

==== Photos====
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==== Links====
* [http://www.facebook.com/TheReddmen Facebook]
* [http://www.myspace.com/thereddmen MySpace]
* [http://thereddmen.bandcamp.com Bandcamp]
* [http://www.youtube.com/user/kitfoxrecordingco/videos YouTube]
* [http://cantheartherevolution.tumblr.com/ Tumblr]

==== See Also====
* [http://www.hpcnet.org/thereddmen/bonus The Evil Speakers]
* Vintage Libra
* Vietnam Glasses
* [[The Weather Machines]]
* [[Old]]
* Arrows From Saturn
* [[Red Champion]]
* [[Clause 83]]

==== Stickers/Merchandise====
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==== Share Your Stories====
*The Reddmen is dead, men.
by Danica Von Hartwig on Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 2:25pm

My first interaction with anything Reddmen was via the internet. I wrote harsh words about them (I can't even remember what they were now, since this was circa 2004)- the harshness came from a place of jealousy and self-pity; I wanted what they had: the moves, the tunes, the friends. So, like many a pissed off youth does, I attacked. I remember these attacks being primarily focused at J. Waylon (ahh the trials and tribs of a frontman, eh?). All I really remember about the conversation is someone saying it was fucked up for me to talk shit about John on the internet because he couldn't read. So, being gullible and not inherently malicious, I stopped.

As I'm sure the story goes for many a "reddfriend" (thx Meatknife), Trevor was the first one of the dudes I actually met. Always gracious, always doing that side grin/push back the bangs and make you melt move, Trevie instantly makes you want to love everything he loves or does. So, I ate my fucking words- one night he brought Johnny to a party at my house on Columbus St and I apologized for being a little shithead. I told him I wanted to start over and I introduced myself to him like we both had no idea who the other was. It didn't create a completely blank slate, but it was a start.
Johnny is an ever illusive creature (always a valuable attribute for a luminary). Oh, and he can and does read by the way. If you ask him he can recommend some killer rock bios. When he invited me to go on a mini-tour with them in early 2006 (SD/CO/WY), I was hesitant for a few reasons: I barely knew Miyo, couldn't read Johnny, and had an online final I had to take for my psych class. The morning of Johnny was calling me from out in front of my house- they were all there in the van ready to go… so, I went. I didn't take that final. I had a blast. Later that year I also accompanied them in CA and NV- watched Trevie get his first lapdance and saw a stripper pay the band $100 to play one more song. Around the same time I went to Berkeley and saw Miyo drum and sing in Bad Nation. This was my quintessential Reddmen era.

The Reddmen make me feel good, make my heart race and melt, make my feet move. Goddammit, I just love every ounce of them. J. Waylon writes songs that every girl with a foot on either side of the tracks wants to have written about her: she's pretty, sweet and rock and roll. It is truly the end of an era. I guess I felt inspired to write this little bit because I'm not ready to let it go. On my recent trip back to Rapid I couldn't even bring myself to visit the house and I was actually kind of glad to miss the last round of shows- there's a difference between knowing something is dead and seeing it in its coffin. I want to remember the highlights and let the lowlights fade away.
RIP dear Sons of the Morningstar. I fucking love you.

*The Reddmen Fall Tour 2006 [http://www.myspace.com/thereddmen/blog/218694734]
*The Reddmen Tour Oct/Nov '05 [http://cantheartherevolution.tumblr.com/post/763478024/the-reddmen-tour-blog-circa-oct-nov-05]

The Reddmen

2012-01-09T11:01:13Z

Jerryharp: /* Links */

The Reddmen

2012-01-09T10:55:22Z

Jerryharp: /* Releases */

The Reddmen - Sounds of Indian Summer

2012-01-09T10:47:11Z

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This recording features nearly 80 minutes of live music from renowned Native artists performing at the NMAI’s annual Indian Summer Showcase concert series.

The Reddmen - The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

2012-01-09T10:42:29Z

Jerryharp:

*Liner Notes from The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010
Your holding a history of what is arguably the longest running and most influential underground band to ever come out of Rapid City.
I've been fortunate to watch this band grow. One of their first shows was in my parent’s front yard in the mid 1990's. I remember being blown away by the talent The Reddmen exhibited even in their pre-teens. As young musicians they held nothing back, sacrificing all, full of power, energy and drive. What's even more impressive is that over the years this band never lost a bit of its youthful vigor and enthusiasm.
You can hear this unyielding force throughout the progression of this boxset. The first installment represents early years - some of them were recorded on a boom box in a basement in their famed Northside neighborhood of Lakota Homes, others on a four-track recorder with a single Sure SM58. Considering this the recording quality is quite impressive. But anyone who dismisses the early work based on the rough edges of these recordings would miss the point entirely. There is a beauty here in the sheer rawness of these songs. It's the unbridled sound of youth, the sound of a sweaty summer mosh pit, the sound of dancing your heart out, the sound of new love, and the angst of heartbreak.
The disc two begins with an explosion of sound. "Do You Think About Me Too?" an album outtake from 2006's 'Arsenic Ballads’ is an awesome example of how much fun The Reddmen can put into two minutes and forty-eight seconds. The first tracks on this CD require a decent sized stereo with the volume turned way up. They will make you get up and fucking dance. The first songs bring to mind spectacular sets that would end with J. Waylon smashing his guitar, One Arrow kicking over the drums, the trio walking off the stage with the crowd screaming, sweaty and spent. This CD is titled "Another Tale of Trippy Counterculture High End Prissy Designers," the name appears to be derived from the more acoustic tracks near the end. They are mellower and very fun. These tracks feature some cool experimentation with synthesizers and a relaxed reverb on the layered vocals over 60's guitar sounds. In the end this disc will leave you smiling and satisfied.
In the third installment The Reddmen come home again to their rock roots. The sound and recording quality is much more mature and refined on this CD titled "More Superstitious Sure Fire Tricks." The full potential of the band is achieved in these later recordings; they successfully integrate the slower sounds on some songs with with the pure rock power of others. Track twenty-six "The Continuing Saga of Ms. Carefree Arizona" has a solid country music influence and a fun story line. These are b-sides they several previously unreleased recordings. But they are not at all second rate or reject songs - There are some serious gems here - each worth a serious listen. In "Bang Machine" Trevor Leo, the longest running bassist of the band, has a cameo on the mic, his quieter stage presence does nothing to hide his sheer talent. This song is a personal favorite.
There are 88 songs on these three CDs. The volume of music here is a testament to how prolific The Reddmen have been over the years. Yet this is a not a case of quantity over quality, and this three CD box set is not a full discography, this set is not everything you need for the definitive collection there is much, much more. This collection is the sweet icing on the cake, some of the best songs over the career of this band. For me it brings out an ever greater love and respect for the talent of these local favorites. The Reddmen are talking about breaking up. Word is their last show will hit the stage Summer 2011. I'll be in the crowd, a bit sad to we loose such a powerful force, but with a hope of hearing a few of these songs.
-Charles Michael Ray, Autumn 2010

So you wanna know about the Reddmen, huh? Solid grooves, tasteful moves? How J. Waylon goes about constructing those shoulda‐been‐introduced‐by‐Kasey‐Kasem pop hits? How at the end of a song, Miyo can silence not just his cymbals, but awe the whole room into shocked quietude? How Trevor can simultaneously look like the Hebrew Hammer and Jason Schwartzman at the same time? (Yeah, I said “simultaneously” and “the same” simultaneously in the same sentence—back the hell off, jack, I’m just a writer, not a journalist.) You wanna know what the funk makes this boys club tick?? …Too bad suckers. As I learned as a 6‐month‐tenured touring member of said band, The Reddmen are a fraternity of many unspoken secrets. You always get the feeling there’s more to every story‐ hell, every conversation‐ than they are going to reveal. Hidden motives? Dark pasts? Plots + plans abound, but you won’t get the lowdown outta them‐ you just have to wait patiently and piece things together yourself. …And outta me? I’ve got a story too. There’s more than I might let on, but if you wait, and if you read between the lines, you might find a secret or two revealed.

I met the boys when they toured (as they often did) through my town in central Montana. An Eagles’ basement. The mic had a grounding issue and kept shocking Johnny. There was a mod target on the bass drum. They were as catchy as poprock, but rocked harder than any plain ol’ pop‐‐ windmills and scissor kicks a flyin’! Despite the fact that the vocals were nearly inaudible, it was evident that this was not your typical suck band from Whocareston, USA. We shot the shit and it turned out we had very similar musical taste and background (minus the 80s glam and 70s country/rock crossover). They gave me “Sons of the Morning Star” and “Another Tale of the Trippy Counterculture High‐End Prissy Designers”, which was a CD‐R of unreleased tracks (heard by the general public for the first time right now, as disc 2 of the set you just received). …Consider me blown away.

Over the next few months, we traded late night calls, set up shows for each others’ bands, ate pizza together, watched rock documentaries, got to be buds, and Johnny offered to record some songs for my group. We traveled back and forth to Rapid quite a bit, working on our stuff in increments, gradually understanding the recording process better, learning about the guys’ relationships with one another, and meeting the Reddfriends (not a poorly named team of super heroes, but the band’s large circle of pals who could essentially be considered extended family, since many of them had played in the band or one of the boys’ many side‐projects at one point or another (“Reddfriends”, by the way, is my term, not the bands’)). At one point, when I was down on my luck and had nothing happening for me in my city, I somehow landed an invitation to a rhythm guitar slot. Excited, and happy to leave my troubles behind, I packed and headed for The Star of the West. …And when I got there, it was shocking. These guys actually knew how to play their instruments! I’d been messing around in bands for 10 years, but none of the people I’d started groups with knew much more than the names of the strings (and of course, drummers didn’t even know that (though its worth noting no one is surprised when a drummer doesn’t know something)). And really, saying that they knew how to play their instruments is an understatement‐‐ the boys weren’t just great musicians, they fully understood writing and arrangement: the power of purposeful restraint, how to add complexity through texture, how to articulate lead notes with delicacy or ferocity, and they had an ear for tone…and then, of course, the vocals‐ one minute it’s a Smokey Robinson‐Diana Ross hybrid, the next a big‐lunged garage scream that could unwind your

cochlea. Added to this, in the Reddquarters sub‐level (known to the layjerk as The Orchid Room), Johnny made terrific (be‐)lo‐fi recordings that would wow friends n’ followers. Maybe most importantly though, what the Reddmen had was vision. They were their own band with their own sound, who took a side against genre‐boxification; and even if you could pick apart some particular song to find its origins of inspiration and dilute it to some composite fragments, there’s no way that you could ever mistake a Reddmen song for someone else’s. Bits + pieces cut up and rearranged, laminated by true students of rock n roll.

Even though this impressed me to no end, it really only makes sense. Rapid City, SD is smack dab in the middle of nowheresville. …Not just isolated, but unbelievably isolated to anyone who’s never been familiarized with the dull yellow color of prairie grass in a dry August (and they are all dry Augusts). Nothing but hay fever and boredom…ample time to perfect your craft…what else are ya gonna do‐ taxidermy?

So for 6 months I did my best to keep up. Walked the walk and rocked the rock, roomed in Johnny’s velvet shrine, joked with their extended family (blood related and band related), rode shotgun in the wee hours in the Reddvan, drove Vanzig, wrecked Vanzig, drove Vanzig again, fell into amps, ate green chile breakfast burritos, partook of free Innes gear and lobster, thanks to friends and label honchos, slept on floors and in vehicles, took the blame for things that were my fault, took the blame for things that weren’t my fault (part of your job as the new guy), threw guitars, kicked high, got a taste for horchata, Listened to R. and GG, and inhaled my percent lifetime value of secondhand smoke; and three tours later, my time was up…had to hit the trail for an equally isolated burg in a neighboring state. …But not before catching onto some of those aforementioned secrets. You wanna find out about the deep shit? Not gonna happen, guy; but I’ll slide you some crumbs… Here’s some observations I picked up that have served me well:

· Nighttime driving is always preferable to daytime driving.

· Regional food and drink is one of the best parts of touring (see: Ale-8-one).

· When your feet are cold, take off your shoes and sit on them (your feet, not your shoes, dumbshit).

·Home recording is fairly affordable and more fun/challenging/convenient/better sounding than going to some bad local studio.

· Plotting your own tours is best done through friends…’cause you never have to shake down your buddies (see: Peoria IL).

· Buttons on a suit jacket, from top to bottom: sometimes, always, never.

‐Kelly La Croix/Kelly Ell/Our Kelly/Meatknife

Reddmember # ‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐(fill in the blank here, Johnny…dunno what number I ended up being)

The Reddmen - The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

2012-01-09T10:31:17Z

Jerryharp:

*Liner Notes from The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

So you wanna know about the Reddmen, huh? Solid grooves, tasteful moves? How J. Waylon goes about constructing those shoulda‐been‐introduced‐by‐Kasey‐Kasem pop hits? How at the end of a song, Miyo can silence not just his cymbals, but awe the whole room into shocked quietude? How Trevor can simultaneously look like the Hebrew Hammer and Jason Schwartzman at the same time? (Yeah, I said “simultaneously” and “the same” simultaneously in the same sentence—back the hell off, jack, I’m just a writer, not a journalist.) You wanna know what the funk makes this boys club tick?? …Too bad suckers. As I learned as a 6‐month‐tenured touring member of said band, The Reddmen are a fraternity of many unspoken secrets. You always get the feeling there’s more to every story‐ hell, every conversation‐ than they are going to reveal. Hidden motives? Dark pasts? Plots + plans abound, but you won’t get the lowdown outta them‐ you just have to wait patiently and piece things together yourself. …And outta me? I’ve got a story too. There’s more than I might let on, but if you wait, and if you read between the lines, you might find a secret or two revealed.

I met the boys when they toured (as they often did) through my town in central Montana. An Eagles’ basement. The mic had a grounding issue and kept shocking Johnny. There was a mod target on the bass drum. They were as catchy as poprock, but rocked harder than any plain ol’ pop‐‐ windmills and scissor kicks a flyin’! Despite the fact that the vocals were nearly inaudible, it was evident that this was not your typical suck band from Whocareston, USA. We shot the shit and it turned out we had very similar musical taste and background (minus the 80s glam and 70s country/rock crossover). They gave me “Sons of the Morning Star” and “Another Tale of the Trippy Counterculture High‐End Prissy Designers”, which was a CD‐R of unreleased tracks (heard by the general public for the first time right now, as disc 2 of the set you just received). …Consider me blown away.

Over the next few months, we traded late night calls, set up shows for each others’ bands, ate pizza together, watched rock documentaries, got to be buds, and Johnny offered to record some songs for my group. We traveled back and forth to Rapid quite a bit, working on our stuff in increments, gradually understanding the recording process better, learning about the guys’ relationships with one another, and meeting the Reddfriends (not a poorly named team of super heroes, but the band’s large circle of pals who could essentially be considered extended family, since many of them had played in the band or one of the boys’ many side‐projects at one point or another (“Reddfriends”, by the way, is my term, not the bands’)). At one point, when I was down on my luck and had nothing happening for me in my city, I somehow landed an invitation to a rhythm guitar slot. Excited, and happy to leave my troubles behind, I packed and headed for The Star of the West. …And when I got there, it was shocking. These guys actually knew how to play their instruments! I’d been messing around in bands for 10 years, but none of the people I’d started groups with knew much more than the names of the strings (and of course, drummers didn’t even know that (though its worth noting no one is surprised when a drummer doesn’t know something)). And really, saying that they knew how to play their instruments is an understatement‐‐ the boys weren’t just great musicians, they fully understood writing and arrangement: the power of purposeful restraint, how to add complexity through texture, how to articulate lead notes with delicacy or ferocity, and they had an ear for tone…and then, of course, the vocals‐ one minute it’s a Smokey Robinson‐Diana Ross hybrid, the next a big‐lunged garage scream that could unwind your

cochlea. Added to this, in the Reddquarters sub‐level (known to the layjerk as The Orchid Room), Johnny made terrific (be‐)lo‐fi recordings that would wow friends n’ followers. Maybe most importantly though, what the Reddmen had was vision. They were their own band with their own sound, who took a side against genre‐boxification; and even if you could pick apart some particular song to find its origins of inspiration and dilute it to some composite fragments, there’s no way that you could ever mistake a Reddmen song for someone else’s. Bits + pieces cut up and rearranged, laminated by true students of rock n roll.

Even though this impressed me to no end, it really only makes sense. Rapid City, SD is smack dab in the middle of nowheresville. …Not just isolated, but unbelievably isolated to anyone who’s never been familiarized with the dull yellow color of prairie grass in a dry August (and they are all dry Augusts). Nothing but hay fever and boredom…ample time to perfect your craft…what else are ya gonna do‐ taxidermy?

So for 6 months I did my best to keep up. Walked the walk and rocked the rock, roomed in Johnny’s velvet shrine, joked with their extended family (blood related and band related), rode shotgun in the wee hours in the Reddvan, drove Vanzig, wrecked Vanzig, drove Vanzig again, fell into amps, ate green chile breakfast burritos, partook of free Innes gear and lobster, thanks to friends and label honchos, slept on floors and in vehicles, took the blame for things that were my fault, took the blame for things that weren’t my fault (part of your job as the new guy), threw guitars, kicked high, got a taste for horchata, Listened to R. and GG, and inhaled my percent lifetime value of secondhand smoke; and three tours later, my time was up…had to hit the trail for an equally isolated burg in a neighboring state. …But not before catching onto some of those aforementioned secrets. You wanna find out about the deep shit? Not gonna happen, guy; but I’ll slide you some crumbs… Here’s some observations I picked up that have served me well:

· Nighttime driving is always preferable to daytime driving.

· Regional food and drink is one of the best parts of touring (see: Ale-8-one).

· When your feet are cold, take off your shoes and sit on them (your feet, not your shoes, dumbshit).

·Home recording is fairly affordable and more fun/challenging/convenient/better sounding than going to some bad local studio.

· Plotting your own tours is best done through friends…’cause you never have to shake down your buddies (see: Peoria IL).

· Buttons on a suit jacket, from top to bottom: sometimes, always, never.

‐Kelly La Croix/Kelly Ell/Our Kelly/Meatknife

Reddmember # ‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐(fill in the blank here, Johnny…dunno what number I ended up being)

The Reddmen - The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

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The Reddmen - The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

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*Liner Notes for The Reddmen Anthology 1995-2010

Your holding a history of what is arguably the longest running and most influential underground band to ever come out of Rapid City.
I've been fortunate to watch this band grow. One of their first shows was in my parents front yard in the mid 1990's. I remember being blown away by the talent The Reddmen exhibited even in their pre-teens. As young musicians they held nothing back, sacrificing all, full of power, energy and drive. What's even more impressive is that over the years this band never lost a bit of its youthful vigor and enthusiasm.
You can hear this unyielding force throughout the progression of this boxset. The first installment represents early years - some of them were recorded on a boom box in a basement in their famed Northside neighborhood of Lakota Homes, others on a four track recorder with a single Sure SM58. Considering this the recording quality is quite impressive. But anyone who dismisses the early work based on the rough edges of these recordings would miss the point entirely. There is a beauty here in the sheer rawness of these songs. It's the unbridled sound of youth, the sound of a sweaty summer mosh pit, the sound of dancing your heart out, the sound of new love, and the angst of heartbreak.
The disc two begins with an explosion of sound. "Do You Think About Me Too?" an album outtake from 2006's 'Arsenic Ballads', is an awesome example of how much fun The Reddmen can put into two minutes and forty eight seconds. The first tracks on this CD require a decent sized stereo with the volume turned way up. They will make you get up and fucking dance. The first songs bring to mind spectacular sets that would end with J. Waylon smashing his guitar, One Arrow kicking over the drums, the trio walking off the stage with the crowd screaming, sweaty and spent. This CD is titled "Another Tale of Trippy Counterculture High End Prissy Designers," the name appears to be derived from the more acoustic tracks near the end. They are more mellow and very fun. These tracks feature some cool experimentation with synthesizers and a relaxed reverb on the layered vocals over 60's guitar sounds. In the end this disc will leave you smiling and satisfied.
In the third installment The Reddmen come home again to their rock roots. The sound and recording quality is much more mature and refined on this CD titled "More Superstitious Sure Fire Tricks." The full potential of the band is achieved in these later recordings, they successfully integrate the slower sounds on some songs with with the pure rock power of others. Track twenty six "The Continuing Saga of Ms. Carefree Arizona" has a solid country music influence and a fun story-line. These are b-sides they several previously unreleased recordings. But they are not at all second rate or reject songs - There are some serious gems here - each worth a serious listen. In "Bang Machine" Trevor Leo, the longest running bassist of the band, has a cameo on the mic, his quieter stage presence does nothing to hide his sheer talent. This song is a personal favorite.
There are 88 songs on these three CDs. The volume of music here testifies to how prolific The Reddmen have been over the years. Yet this is a not a case of quantity over quality, and this three CD box set is not a full discography, this set is not everything you need for the definitive collection there is much, much more. This collection is the sweet icing on the cake, some of the best songs over the career of this band. For me it brings out an ever greater love and respect for the talent of these local favorites. The Reddmen are talking about breaking up. Word is their last show will hit the stage Summer 2011. I'll be in the crowd, a bit sad to we loose such a powerful force, but with a hope of hearing a few of these songs.

-Charles Michael Ray, Spring 2011

Timeline

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==== Tracks====
* 01 - Ready Set Burn
* 02 - Sticks To Snakes
* 03 - Third Wheel Party
* 04 - Supernova Earth
* 05 - American Crush
* 06 - Versace Thighs and Earthquake Eyes
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/SonsOfTheMorningStar/07-TheReddmen-NeverADullOmen.mp3 07 - Never A Dull Omen]
* 08 - Souvenir Lover
* 09 - The Move
* 10 - Baby, We Were Born To...
* 11 - Cyanide Kick
* 12 - The Secrets Of Amanda Prines
* 13 - Sidewinder
* 14 - Sugar
* 15 - We Built This City On Shit Talk
* 16 - Postdated Wreck
* 17 - Young Country Singer
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/SonsOfTheMorningStar/18-TheReddmen-LadyNicotine.mp3 18 - Lady Nicotine]
* 19 - Sofiya
* 20 - Columbus St.
* [http://www.rcpunkarchive.com/audio/TheReddmen/SonsOfTheMorningStar/21-TheReddmen-BreakupTheology.mp3 21 - Break Up Theology]
* 22 - Stars On The Ceiling
* 23 - You're The First

====Images====
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====Lyrics====

All Song Copyright 2003 Fluorescent Brown Publishing (BMI)

* '''READY SET BURN'''
(J. Waylon Porcupine, Miyo One Arrow, Doug Two Bulls)
 And I feel it, coming to the show, when I write it you know, and I know…
You can feel it coming, the static in your ears, this volume suit will tear
when a thousand watts is near
And I know…

* '''THIRD WHEEL PARTY'''
(J. Porcupine, Michael Schweigman, David Copeland)
Come on now grab you coat,
there will be more time to gloat,
just bring some skin to shed,
we’ll back before they wed
You don’t need no one to invite at the third wheel party tonight
Lacing up your dancing shoes,
we’ve got some blues to lose,
don’t you know what it’s really about?,
you twist and I’ll do the shout
You don’t need no one to invite at the third wheel party tonight
One last call to do it all, one last time to be alive

* '''AMERICAN CRUSH'''
(J. Waylon)
If you want it then shout it, if you love it don’t doubt it
I go crazy without you baby
Things are hazy without you baby
If you like it don’t fight it, if you feel it come on reveal it

* '''NEVER A DULL OMEN'''
(J. Waylon)
Selfdestruct,
I’m in luck,
cancel all my fall season plans,
your one desire
pants on fire,
babe its time you woke up dead
Cuz when I find my (radio/video) lover
I’ll send her on her way
When I get you under my covers there’s no telling what I’ll say

* '''THE MOVE'''
(J. Waylon)
Sometimes you wanna leave now
Sometimes you’re filled with self doubt
Sometimes you wanna stay, wish everything away
Sometimes I can’t believe how
Sometimes I feel so let down
Sometimes the sky is are gray, wish everyone away
Our hearts are filled with frustration
Growing each day with impatience
Our eyes are blind with temptation
What we see is not our destination
Our minds will be free from complication
Giving new birth to an old sensation

* '''CYANIDE KICK'''
(J. Waylon)
Don’t think these threats are empty cuz ruining you is awfully tempting
I’ve already got my foot in the door you wanted trouble and I’m here to give
you more
Cuz you play with me and you’re playing with fire, you’ll see light my fuse
and watch me…
I’m everything a girl like you would dream of, I’m everything in between
lust and love, I always knew you were the daughter of the devil, so kiss me
now and I’ll show you a new level

* '''SIDEWINDER'''
(J. Waylon)
Please help me, hold me, find my way
and if you’d like I won’t stay
Hands on your hip, sidewinder smile, your endless trip last thru the miles.
All these confessions are a past life obsession
They still won’t heal your murderous recession
I don’t care who’s on your mind
Easy, lost, or hard to find
I wake up dead in a witch’s bed
You’re still asleep holding last nights creep

* '''WE BUILT THIS CITY ON SHIT TALK'''
(J. Waylon)
Breathe a breath to save your soul,
little voices tell you so,
on shoulder skin is older now.
Come on now
Grab my hands we’ll wait on the wayside
You and I will watch this city die
I don’t care right now
Holding hope and can't let go
louder voices tell us no,
pave our graves black,
heart attack now.

* '''YOUNG COUNTRY SINGER'''
(J. Waylon)
Young country singer,
time is getting near,
postal codes and episodes,
don’t flake on me this year
and it’s not your fault
so now you’re an adult
And if you mind
I’d like to waste your time
So come with me and will set you free
Good morning acrobat,
sorry we left you flat,
the tight rope is getting tighter
as the lightweights get lighter
and it’s not your fault
you landed with a somersault

* '''SOFIYA'''
(J. Waylon)
She’s out there somewhere,
wearing masks to hide her past,
and past eight
I’m gonna wait,
wait for the day
she leaves me estranged
wings clipped,
hearts chipped,
some say your kiss is suicide
bad luck,
love struck,
now my fears are amplified.
There’s too many girls like you…

* '''BREAKUP THEOLOGY'''
(J. Waylon)
Every time I think you want to leave there’s something else up your sleeve.
Breaking up is hard to do but when I free so are you.
Hugs and kisses, the occasional bruise, to me it’s all good news.
And every time I think you want to leave there’s something else up your sleeve.
You’re something great but you're too late and soon you will find your way.
And in the long run good things will never stay.

* '''YOU’RE THE FIRST'''
(J. Waylon)
You’re the first to have this heart and you’re the first to tear it apart,
I know you won’t ever forget it.
You’re the first to hold my hand and you’re the first to understand,
I know you won’t ever regret it.
Cuz baby when you got me you know you can’t help from knockin’ me out
And baby when you got me you know there’s no stopping now.

* '''STICKS TO SNAKES'''
(J. Waylon, M. Schweigman)
And when you drive away
Forget the words you say
And all the games you play
I know I’m still the same
I hold my breath to sleep
With all the dreams I keep
I know the lies you told
By all the men you hold
…I know I’m not the same

* '''SUPERNOVA EARTH'''
(J. Waylon)
And I’ve got a soul to find
And I’ve a reason why
Don’t know why
And I’ve got a girl to find
And I’ve got a million reasons why
Don’t know why

* '''VERSACE THIGHS & EARTHQUAKE EYES'''
(J. Waylon)
I get the feeling tonight will be the night
I got to know if circumstances are right
Do you know the way to my heart?
When I’m in darkness you’re my only light
Your love is tender like a byrd in flight
Will you find the way to my heart?
You say its all up to me, I know your eyes see thru me, girl your the one
You drive alone on a saturday night
the way you look is so out of sight
but can you find the way to my heart?

* '''SOUVENIR LOVER'''
(J. Waylon)
Could I be your crush knowing your mom may blush?
Could I be your muse without my head in the noose?
When I was a boy you wound me like a toy
Now you spun your web
It’s still spinning in you head
Always I’m yielding
Staring at the ceiling
When i should be retreating
Instead of misleading now

* '''BABY WE WERE BORN TO…'''
(J. Waylon)
kristen colby vocals on second verse*

* '''SECRETS OF AMANDA PRINES'''
(J. Waylon)
???????????????????????

* '''SUGAR'''
(J. Waylon)
?

* '''POSTDATED WRECK'''
(J. Waylon)
can I kiss you good night
or do you still hate me
and cant relate to me now,
have I waited too long
or can I make my exit
or did I wreck your night?
Are you out there?
Are you still mine?

* '''LADY NICOTINE'''
(J. Waylon)
And I know what your going to say, “evil motives make you evil ways”
Your calling up to find an old new friend, you’ll keep him busy til the clock strikes ten [a.m.]
And I know what you’re going thru
Yes I know because I feel it too
All I know is that you just can’t stay
You’ve got to get away
Out on the town but the towns on you, ask all the boys and they say it’s
true, you call it payback, call it lonely days, “evil motives make for evil ways”

* '''COLUMBUS STREET (no left turn)'''
(J. Porcupine, M. One Arrow, D. Two Bulls)
And I thought you would change but then I think it’s still the same,
and I thought I would go, but then I think I just don’t know.
I want you, I need you, but you don’t care for me anyway

* '''STARS ON THE CEILING'''
(J. Waylon)
acoustic intro: joe bucholz

All Song Copyright 2003 Fluorescent Brown Publishing (BMI)

The Reddmen

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Old

2010-06-22T06:27:08Z

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The Reddmen - The Reddmen / Eyes and Ears Split LP

2010-06-22T06:19:59Z

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==== Tracks====
* 01 - Bad Breaks in Lightspeed
* 02 - This Year's Mono
* 03 - (I'm Not Your) Sharon Stone
* 04 - A Missing Page from the Diary of Jessica Blake

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The Reddmen

2010-06-22T06:18:40Z

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The Reddmen

2010-06-22T06:13:07Z

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The Reddmen

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The Reddmen - Arsenic Ballads

2009-09-27T23:09:04Z

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