In this modern age of EDM dominance and Americana nostalgia in the music industry, Dead Bed Bad quietly churned two wholly original, debut efforts that spit in the face of those conventions in 2O13. The group has quickly amassed a catalog of down and dirty rock flavored dirges that demands immediate attention upon first listen. With a rotating cast of musicians, the nucleus of the outfit is none other than the Trent Reznor of Indie Psych Pop, John Frederick. With a Bukowski-esque fervor, Frederick relates tales of all night benders and failed attempts at love with all the wrong women.

Having began his career at an early age as a lounge musician in Vegas and then paying his dues for over a decade in LA, Frederick returned to his home state of Missouri to record and release the band's first albums [Fire & Water, A Wasted Life of Dancing Mice and Pretty Lights] within a 12 month span in 2O13.

Frederick exudes the persona of a tortured soul, but for someone who projects himself as an unstable individual, the music he creates is as concise and genius as any being made. Inspired by tastes as varied as Prince, Tom Waits, and Radiohead, DBB is a one of a kind act that begs for the attention it deserves. Aside from arrangements that would make Rick Rubin cry jealous tears, the core of DBB’s intellect are Frederick’s biting lyrics. Laced with sardonic quips and new twists on the oldest of sayings, the words that accompany the quirky tunes of DBB are the kind that stick in your head for days.

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