Dan Brusseau - Squatterville Empire (2014)

When I learned that the town I live in was called Squatterville in the post-gold rush, pre-Civil War times, it stirred up something inside that I thought might be artistically useful. A little historical research didn't really lead anywhere except for the fact that much of the settlement was made up of gold miners down from the Sierras. But just that name - Squatterville. It stuck. And that was all it took.
It's not a specific time or place on this record but something in the air. A lively darkness. A little bit scary and exhilarating at the same time. Populated by lost souls searching for something high and low. The poets, the miner, the wanderer, the blind preacher, the gypsy fortune tellers, the gunslinger, the ghost...
This is Squatterville.