Home Unknown

Elephant Overdrive’s Blue Delphinium feel like it’s playing out of a radio that needs a knob to change the station, and a wire coat hanger tied to the end of the antenna to try and get a better signal.

Blue ...

It took a bit to hunt down R Boyd & Dusk to ask them about Mechanical Things but it was well worth it. This is the kind of song you want playing at your birthday at the big dance. It starts right at the moment wher...

Drunk Ex’s Cathedral is connection. Its two points finding each other in darkness. It’s a seed breaking through the soil and finding the bright shining sun, finally able to open its pod in joyous reverie.

It’s ...

Tiny Tiny whispers you into an alternate reality with Red Lines. It floats into the deep blue skies with abandon, reaching out to large puffy clouds and scooping out handfuls of nebulous fluff.

Red Lines

Sad Lips out of New Jersey is an OG Home Unknown band, originally being featured on the old website as part of Seamstress’ New Jersey Indie playlist.

Even though the ban...

This is officially the 100th song that's been reviewed for Home Unknown!

Walking across an open field, the midwestern sun shining down on your face, you wave away the flies that find themselves attracted to the worry you lea...

There’s something contemplatively majestic in Jacob George Band’s Cold Machine. It’s like taking a stroll down a forest road, the tress shading you from the sun, a slight breeze blowing hair in your face, the musty sme...

Dead Lucid’s Head opens with a bassline that runs as deep as the Pacific Ocean, and rolls into a classic power four chord slow moving steamship. It chugs and churns like a tree being set ablaze, the smoke leaving a mus...

Bryant Eugene Vazquez is a machine. Not only did he just release two albums, SCUZZ, which features God Parade, and Usedly New over the past two months, but there’s a third lined up to be released next month! Amazingly ...

Hydrone’s Voyager is a steam powered locomotive charging down the tracks of rock n roll destiny, pulling the line, horns blaring to the air, a warning to anyone in their way to fucking move.

Voyager...

What is going on in the Northeast to bring some of the most interesting music that’s featured on Home Unknown? Between Amiright? out of Portland, Maine, and Cheap City

Lechuza’s Bad Luck Child is so raw it’ll give you a case of salmonella poisoning. It’s like smashing a pile of rocks with your hands, the rubble falling to the floor, and using them as a weapon against your worst foe.

It’s easy to be blinded by Zilched’s Velcro Dog, a song that's like a journey through the dark woods.

Velcro Dog leads you by your ears. Your steps are one of the few sounds you hear against the qui...

I dare you to not get up and fling yourself around in all sorts of random motions that resemble dancing while listening to Scantron’s The Information. Like a seismic tremor creeping through your body, arms fling to and...

Broken Baby called Human Barbie’s new album the Album of the Year, and it’s hard to argue with their assessment.

It was legit hard to pick just one...

What a joy to find HNRY FLWR. There’s something mystical about bands that feature a singer that can draw drama out of each verse, and in Waiting Room, HNRY FLWR calls out to spirits of the underworld t...

Idle Wave’s Wolves is nothing short of an injection of dopamine right into the crook of your arm. Its electric, but not like sticking a fork into an outlet setting your hair on fire, but more like plugging yourself int...

Wild Americans Instant Machine is uplifting like a balloon floating across the sky, a bright pastel sonic palette set against the clouds and birds. There’s a throwback quality to Instant Machine, like a shiny ...

Atlas Engine’s Where Have You Gone floats like a contemplative moment caught in a drift of sand leaving the Sahara; it searches for a distant purpose, the confusion trivial in light of the journey.

Where Hav...

Like heavy steps on a sidewalk, The Yellnats’s Carry On smashes the cement with each verse and chorus. The slate flies in all directions, cratered into the earth, the destruction a necessary reminder of the sounds pour...

Joudy Ju’s La Batalla is like a hail of bombs dropping from the sky. They screech against the flat air, their surfaces heating from fires rising up from below, the scorch marks turning their silver exteriors black befo...

San Salida is the second band from Memphis to be featured on the Home Unknown playlist, and we couldn’t be more thrilled. After Blvck Hippie the bar for music coming from the...

There’s something appropriate to the fall weather in Ali Awan’s Cherry Pits. The slow, purposeful groove, and layered harmonies coupled with the details of a shaker, güiro, and other tonal elements, feels like you’re s...

Starting off the new playlist additions is Dylan Pachecho's sweet little tune Boy Meets Void. This song is so tender, it's like watching a black & white French art house film. It moves slowly, with the scen...

The Oct 11 Home Unknown playlist additions rounds out with The Wolff Sisters Lie Lie Lie.

And there’s a reason why it was picked to end the playlist; it brings somberness to life in a way that grabs exactly how ...

It’s easy to envision yourself in a dingy, smokey bar while listening to Jr Rabbit’s Situation. The type that only serves beer in a bottle, and doesn’t even have the slightest idea what an IPA is.

Vocally there&...

Chancy is the first band from Dallas to be featured on Home Unknown, and their song Oceans Over Me is a synthy good time, like discovering a dancing robot; arms flailing all about, lights blinking on its chest on beat ...

Sitting around a fire, friends sit around, telling stories of heartbreak and the best of times. The flames lap against the chilling night sky, as the season turns from Summer to Fall. Laughing as a beer spills, a marshmallow burns, or a hotdog ...

NOWHERELAND’s Cave will make you discover powers you never knew you had.



You’ll climb the nearest mountain.

You’ll swim to another continent.

You’ll chop down a tree with a single karate chop.

Ugh.

That's the sound you'll be making after you listen to Psychic Barber’s The Heat. It will weigh your soul down like riding passenger on a rocket leaving the atmosphere. It’s painful, and it hurts, an...

Ex Norwegian reinvented one of their own songs, Your Own Swing from their 2013 album Crack, gave it a bunch of chamomile tea, turned down the lights, letting it discover its inner peacefulness.

Your...

Neil Levin’s sends shockwaves through the fabric of time and space with Toeing That Line. How is it possible for there to be a novel take on the Blues? I have a theory that he found his way to Robert Johnson’s crossroa...

The Bay Area’s Damper is no stranger to Home Unknown, being featured in the original NorCal playlist 2 years ago.

I’ve said this before, but one of the most underrated reasons I love this project is to watch bands evolve...

Grand Child’s Song to Die To is as sweet as a cool fall day chilling your skin as the sun gently sets behind a far off orange horizon. It’s touching and simple, a song that teeters on the edge of pulling at your heart ...

Extra Gold’s What’s It Like? is a slow moving herd tip-toping their way through the open fields of the American West. The pace is purposeful, making its way over rolling grassy hills, fording over wide clear blue river...

Has there ever been a more pleasant song of rebellion than Doghouse Reilly’s I Don’t Wanna Make It grabs onto a simple feel, and loops it. Like drunkenly laying on the ground, reaching up to a piano, tapping at the key...

Each step pushes aside the desert sands, crunching under your boots, the rattlesnakes hissing in the distance. The vultures fly overhead, soundlessly circling, waiting for the intense sun to wear you into a collapsed pile of meat.

Di...

Leon Canoe blasts into the atmosphere with Shane, off their most recent album release that was a long time in the making. It’s a tender composition strapped onto a booster rocket, that goes from gentle musical tip-toei...

CITRA’s R.Y.F.F. is another carryover from the old Home Unknown playlists, and damn it's good to feature it again.

R.Y.F.F. is the song you turn up to 11 while drag racing down darkened streets, han...

Gears grind together, an abandoned factory is rusting from a lack of care, the machines existing without their masters, sparks flying as the mechanism begins to break apart.

Doll Klaw’s Inside isn’t a song for h...

Time to lay back, grab yourself a margarita, and waste away with Legume’s Let’s Waste Away Together.

This is like taking a sunset cruise across a toxic lake. The waves rocking your hammock side to side, eyes clo...

There’s a snotty brattiness to The Oil Barons’s Love is Over, snarling with half a grin of teeth showing, and blood dripping down its lip.

Love is Over is the living embodiment of the laughing-crying me...

The Last Origin’s Green Means Go floats across the airwaves to reach a deep and dreamy center of any music fans center.

Green Means Go is like a spirit that lives in your house, rattling the windows whi...

Blvck Hippie’s Bunkbed is an open wound without a bandage. It festers, waiting for triage, but takes some odd pleasure in watching the blood drip to the floor pooling like a trophy.

Bunkbed is that mome...

The Oxen’s Johnny is a traveler’s tale across emotionality and simple pleasures. It’s like sitting in the backseat of a car, twirling your hair in your fingers, headphones drowning out the passing world, enveloping you...

There’s a scene in certain dramas where balloons fall from the ceiling in slow motion, surrounded with confetti, celebrating the discovery of a hidden connection that was there the whole time, but you just didn't know it. A celebration in c...

Holy. Shit.

I’m going to say this without any hesitation - Charlie Sztyk’s p a c k a d a y is hands down one of the best songs I’ve heard while doing Home Unknown.

It’s laid back, infectious, and just tot...

I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something so optimistic about Wild Americans Inside Out. There’s definitely a struggle between the sarcastic vocals and poppy music, that’s like a street fight; sweat dripping a...

WAX WAV sticks it’s hand out the window with You Never Know, and lets the airflow push it high and low. The rush and swooshing of the air, feeling like a heavy beat, inspires dreams of flight and avian jealousy.

Cheap City is the exact type of band that I started Home Unknown for. Located in a small town in Massachusetts, Cheap City isn’t a band that’s easily discovered, but taking one listen to Stompin’ at the Sw...