It’s been an incredible year for Kalamazoo shows and Satellite Records isn’t slowing down at all! Tonight they’re hosting a true once-in-a-lifetime experience!
Show starts at 9pm. We’re asking a suggested minimum $5 donation for the travelling musicians. All ages. No drugs / alcohol. Satellite Records is at 808 S Westnedge (next to Bagel Beanery and 4th Coast)
PETER WALKER
Peter Walker is an American original, as eclectic and enigmatic as the songs he writes. The legendary seventy-five year old raga/psychedelic/folk acoustic guitarist, and Woodstock resident, was schooled by masters such as Ravi Shankar, and Ali Akbar Khan and his music has been celebrated by the late Jack Rose, James Blackshaw, Steffen Basho-Junghans, Thurston Moore, and Greg Davis, who all contributed original compositions to the 2006 tribute album, “A Raga For Peter Walker”. In the mid-‘60s, while musical director to Timothy Leary’s LSD explorations, Walker released the classic “Rainy Day Raga” LP in 1966, and 1968’s influential “Second Poem to Karmela or Gypsies Are Important”, both on Vanguard Records. Following that, he disappeared from recording for almost forty years, but never stopped practicing, learning, reaching. Now, on the heels of his first select tour in six years in February to celebrate the late 2013 release of his lost studio session from 1970, and his first solo guitar record with vocals, “Has Anybody Seen Our Freedoms?”, on Delmore Recording Society, Walker is thrilled to announce that he will be making a special live appearance at Satellite Records in Kalamazoo, MI tonight!
BOB BUCKO JR.
Mr. Bucko is a gifted and prolific musician. He has recorded material ranging from Free Jazz, Noise Rock, Drone, Psych Folk, Avant-garde, Guitar, Saxophone and more. We’ve been looking forward to seeing him live for quite some time now. Especially after hearing his release on Chicago’s Captcha Records.
AXEL QUINLAN
Kalamazoo’s best Folk musician. We’re not lying. Axel does it right. Dark and deeply personal songs accompanied by well crafted finger picking. This is the real deal. Not that cheese ball crap you see at far too often these days.


