No more political screeds. No more finger pointing. No more endless screaming into the abyss. There is a sickness spreading across our society - it has no name, and it has no face. It is in all of us, and unless each one of us faces it within ourselves, it threatens to destroy us.

Late Sunday night on October 1, 2017, another diseased individual emptied endless rounds of ammunition into a crowd, ultimately responsible for the deaths of nearly 60 people, and the injury of another 500. He left behind no manifesto, no explanation, and we still have no clear motive - the one thing we do seem to know is that he was likely planning this scenario for over a year.

In the aftermath, we have returned to business as usual, placing blame, spinning facts, and accusing each other of complicity. Many of these reactions are justified, and perhaps even partially true. It is all too easy to succumb to the fear of the Other, whatever and whoever that Other may be - however, it is much more difficult to acknowledge that we are all the Other to someone, and we are all complicit in the fear and hatred that is rapidly consuming us.

White men have been behind the vast majority of recorded mass killings, but it cannot be ignored that they are killing themselves at a far greater rate. Women have been marginalized and victimized by political backlash, but 53% of white female voters specifically requested this framework. Native Americans are being forced off their land once again, while their leaders form coalitions to support the economic policies of the oppressors. Another young black man will most likely die tomorrow, but it may be at the hands of the police, or a casualty of random crime. Another immigrant is most likely being accused of theft at this very moment, while he works the shit job that none of the rest of us actually want, but many of them are here because of a fractured dream of financial promise and upward mobility.

I don't pretend to know the answers, and I don't know that I can engage with the dialogue any longer. I do know that I have been just as much to blame as anyone, and I know that I don't want to be part of the problem any longer - however, I don't think espousing my opinions will help. Unless we can all set aside our beliefs for a moment, reach through the screen and recognize each other as fragile and beautiful, I don't know that we can be saved.

Late Monday night, after my daughter was tucked safely in bed, I cried bitter and ugly tears. Then I tried to pick myself up from the living room rug in the only way I know how. I offer a record of this event in the hopes that it may provide comfort or inspiration to someone else, and to honor the memory of those who died for our sins. The songs are free to download, but should anyone choose to donate, all money will be sent directly to the National Compassion Fund, an organization dedicated to providing 100% of proceeds directly to victims of violent crime. I also offer a promise to myself, and to all my friends and neighbors, that from this moment forward I will be donating any and all digital sales from my music to similar non-political organizations.

I am no better than you, but I want to be better than I am. I hope you will join me.

All my love,


Wisconsin Foodie: Music by Allen Coté

Dézòd Rèkòd and Wisconsin Foodie are pleased to present the official, authorized soundtrack to the Emmy-winning PBS television show, featuring 16 selections from the last 8 seasons, hand-picked by the composer himself.

From the cool jazz of the title cards to the gypsy swing of Jessica Bell's theme, Hawaiian slack-key guitar to weeping strings, the variety of moods and styles are guaranteed to please almost anyone as they transport you back to your favorite Foodie episode. Even if you've never seen the show, there's something to love here - imagine scoring your morning commute with some stylophone and melodica, or taking a jog to the strains of a surf guitar.

Featuring musicians who have played on stages from the Pabst Theater to the Royal Albert Hall, this album is the distillation of years of musical and technical growth, and traces the rise of one of the most popular independent television shows in the upper Midwest. The album is available in digital and physical formats, and the physical packaging contains recycled post-consumer material.

Allen Coté, Dézòd Rèkòd and Wisconsin Foodie have all received many requests for the release of this material over the years - we are all very excited to finally be able to share our labor of love, and truly hope you derive even a fraction of the joy from listening as we did from creating. Until next time, eat well, be well, and be sure to tune into the new season in April.

LAB presents Revolver

In celebration of the 50th anniversary of The Beatles' Revolver, the Lyric Advisory Board has reimagined the entire album with a number of musicians from Milwaukee and beyond, featuring cover art by renowned Portland, OR artist Lisa Congdon. All proceeds will benefit Equality Florida's fund to assist the families of victims of the shooting at the Pulse Nightclub in Orlando, FL on June 12, 2016.

The basic guitar and vocal tracks were all recorded live in a single night, two days after the shooting, as a meditation and a means of coping - all additional overdubs were conducted in a similar fashion, on a first thought/best thought basis, emphasizing intention over perfection, with little to no editing done. All musicians have donated their time, and Lisa Congdon has personally and graciously allowed us to license her artwork free of charge.

We could say a great many things about the horrific events in Orlando, and the social and political climate that led to them; but in the end we're just artists, and our job is to shed a light, not filter it. All of us sincerely hope that whatever your feelings, you receive some peace and comfort, and a little reminder of our shared humanity - the more things change, the more they stay the same; and we're all stuck in this great cycle together.

"Play the game Existence to the end
Of the beginning ..."

The Sublimative Sessions - Vol. 3: The Bad Verse

We've already been through the "New, Annotated, Coté's Dictionary" definition of sublimation, so we'll skip the extrapolation this time around and cut straight to the chase: we're back!

The fine folks at Dézòd Rèkòd and the less fine folks at Allen Coté Industries, LLC are pleased to present the release of the latest volume of The Sublimative Sessions: "Volume Three: The Bad Verse" - featuring past and current members of The New Red Moons, The Great Lake Drifters, The Form, The Scarring Party, Lisa Ridgely and the Fainting Room, Field Report, and many others; and recorded live in a single day, with minimal overdubs, at the lakeside studios of 77eleven Productions.

We will be celebrating the expulsion of three years' post-production with a release party at Linneman's Riverwest Inn on January 22, 2016; and live appearances on 88.9 Radio Milwaukee at 5:30pm on January 21, and Fox 6 Studio A at 4pm on January 22 - the live performances will feature a core band of Milwaukee supersessionists Krystal Kuehl, Nathan Kilen and Jeff Brueggeman; with special appearances by Heidi Spencer, Lisa Ridgely, Ryan Elliott, and other surprise guests. Free noisemakers with download codes will be provided at all performances; and handmade wooden whistles with embedded flash drives will be for sale, featuring all three volumes of The Sublimative Sessions (so far) - the full purpose of these trinkets will be revealed in the interactive portion of our release show at Linneman's ...

It's been a while since we've hugged, smooched, shaken hands, said hello; and we've missed your lovely little eardrums; so please join us for some or all of these special events, and let's shake off the subzero with a little shared heat - we'll save a seat for you.


The concept of sublimation has roots in multiple scientific doctrines. In the physical sciences, sublimation is the transition of a solid into a gas, sans the usual liquid phase (ie - ice into vapor, without ever becoming water) - this transition is rare, and requires intense amounts of pressure and energy. In the psychological sciences, sublimation generally refers to the transformation of emotions or impulses into socially acceptable behavior - Freud (of course) highlighted the transformation of sexual energy into creative output; whereas Jung referred to a mystical process, with roots in alchemy, wherein the great mysteries of creation are unconsciously revealed through evolution.

The constants between these disciplines and disciples are creativity and radical change. Over the last several years, I have attempted multiple musical experiments based around this concept, involving ever-changing ensembles; songs pulled from the past, present and ether (and in some cases, created on the spot); and most importantly, very little rehearsal or recording time. Though the initial goal was to create a sprawling masterwork, the individual sessions themselves have proved enlightening; and while never perfect nor polished, they are possibly more interesting and complex than anything I could have arranged or orchestrated beforehand.

The Sublimative Sessions - Vol. 2: Darling Hall (RIP) was recorded in a single night at the now defunct home of The Vega Star and Flojo collective rehearsal, recording and living space. Four of us entered the room at 4pm on Friday, April 13, with almost no preparation - three of us had never technically made music together before - and by midnight we had roughly three takes each of five songs. Strings and light guitar accents were added later, using the same improvisational approach, but the performances remain intact; a document of us discovering the music, with some very raw emotions bleeding through here and there.

For various reasons, I spent two years avoiding this session, refusing to listen back and resolving to destroy the evidence. Special thanks goes out to Jackson Messner and Justin Rolbiecki for encouraging me to revisit and relive, and thereby heal some old psychic wounds - Justin, in particular, has worked his ass off to turn these rough performances into something listenable, and for that I am eternally grateful. Listening back with a little more objectivity, I can honestly say this is one of the best things I have ever recorded - I hope you feel the same.