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#rounderrecords Subscribe to the channel for Rounder Records new releases and it's vibrant catalog history. “Rounder began in the humblest of circumstances, a partnership collectively owned and operated by the three founders. The original impetus was simple: There were records they thought should exist, but nobody else was putting them out. So they decided to do it themselves. … Rounder left a profoundly important mark on the landscape of American music, because its founders had a larger vision also encompassing politics, culture, and lifestyle as well as music. … And because Rounder put out so much music with only one real criterion — ‘Do we like this?’ — Rounder didn’t simply keep vintage musical traditions alive but helped broaden and define them. Thank goodness Irwin, Leighton Levy, and Nowlin rambled like they did. Their curiosity, instinct, and passion, and their willingness to release a broad range of music, shaped the music we today call Americana in such an off-hand way. Rounder’s genius was to give J.D. Crowe & the New South, George Thorogood, Norman Blake, Hazel Dickens and Alice Gerrard, Robert Plant, and Alison Krauss, among many others, rooms in the same big house, whose walls were permeable." -DAVID MENCONI On Logan Ledger Bay Area-bred singer/songwriter Logan Ledger sets most of his songs in lightless or shadowy spaces: the bottom of the ocean, the abandoned cells of Alcatraz, dreamless bedrooms, desolate streets in the dead of night. Produced by 13-time Grammy winner T Bone Burnett, the Nashville-based artist’s self-titled debut matches his moody noir lyricism with a darkly toned take on country music, a sound that’s stylistically wayward yet deeply grounded in classic songmanship.  With Burnett playing guitar on more than half the tracks, the album finds Ledger backed by guitarist/pedal steel player Russ Pahl, guitarist Marc Ribot (Tom Waits, Elvis Costello), drummer Jay Bellerose (Willie Nelson, Jackson Browne), and bassist Dennis Crouch (Loretta Lynn, Dolly Parton), threading in elements of acid rock and surf music and baroque ’60s pop to forge a decidedly Californian sound. But as the sonic antithesis of the sunshiney folk that Jimi Hendrix called “Western sky music,” the album is nearly subterranean in its mystique, indelibly informed by what Ledger refers to as “that gloomy, nocturnal, San Francisco/Ocean Beach vibe.”