McGonigel's Mucky Duck

Advance Tickets: SeatingStanding $20.00

Ticket price at the door: $22.00

Preferred seating for dinner guests.

Will you be dining with us before the show?: NoYes

"This Dallas band debuts with a fine album of atmospheric roots-rock, combining melancholy twang with ambient textures. Imagine Whiskey- town produced by Daniel Lanois and you're getting close.” - Don Yates. KEXP

"...with lyrics steeped deep in Southern folk tradition, and production worthy of a late night headphone trip. Dripping with beautiful harmonies..." - Music Connection Magazine, 9 out of 10 Stars

"tap into the cosmic American musical energy that ignites when the elements of country, blues, gospel, folk and rock are melded in a transcendent alchemy. - Amplifier Magazine

"songs hark back to a world of clapboard churches and baptist hymns" - UNCUT, 4 Stars

"For a band with such a morbid-sounding name, Deadman's stately melodies (think recent Springsteen ballads) glisten with a life-affirming grace. The moonlight-crisp pedal steel and lush keyboard touches will raise--if not the dead--at least a few goosebumps." - Paste Magazine

"When KCRW's Morning Becomes Eclectic comes beckoning, you know you are on the verge of something big...at least in critic measurements. This is sure to be the case for Deadman." - Pure Songwriters

" Deadman is alive. Spiritual even. “ - - David Lynch, Austin Chronicle

Deadman

By Craig Hlavaty

When most rootsy bands from Austin get the wooly-era Bob Dylan or The Band tag attached to their sound by overzealous critics, we usually make a dismissive wanking motion, turn up our copy of Cahoots and push our shades down over our eyes. But the six-piece Deadman actually delivers on the promise of their influences. The shades of Helm and company are most evident on last year's single “Don't Do This To Me,” and their live shows at Austin's Saxon Pub are said to be musical events - for example, they led a recreation of The Band's farewell concert, The Last Waltz, the night before this past Thanksgiving. With six burly, bearded men onstage, Deadman strikes quite the image of all-night rehearsals at Big Pink. The folks at Paste magazine said it best last year: “The moonlight-crisp pedal steel and lush keyboard touches will raise - if not the dead - at least a few goosebumps.” We can't argue with that.