Portland, Oregon’s perennially groovy Ten Dollar Recording Company label boasts a swelling roster chock full of homegrown Cascadian psychedelia, lush neo-soul, organic dub, late-night closet rock, freak-folk, soundscapist collage, and minimalist experimentation. There’s something here for just about everyone who could give less of a damn about the whims and whiles of current musical fashionism, in whatever nefarious form it may momentarily choose to inhabit.
Much of the dub-laden TDRCo output suggests a cocktail of folky, island-tagged grooves hip deep in home-made pysch that keeps itself in the garage rather than polishing the proverbial wares until they no longer shine. The overall trending is towards a close-knit, root-down, kaleidoscopic scene that is long on the much-heralded PacNW vibe and doesn’t seem to be short on inspiration. An obvious strain of melodic experimentation seems to have gotten the better of many of TDRCo’s artists, and there’s a host of elements here that stem from a bygone era, mined at this present juncture to solidly backward-looking yet forward-leaning pyschedelic effect. (Reed Burnam)