The Pullmen

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On Tour

Oct 15

la Comedia

Europe Tour

107 Rue Monge, 75005 Paris, Montreuil IDF | 10:00 pm

Oct 16

Rock Village

Europe Tour

, Liege No State | 10:00 pm

Oct 17

El Diablo

Europe Tour

8 Rue de Wazemmes, 59000 , Lille N-P | 8:00 pm

Oct 21

Thunderbird Lounge

Europe Tour

Rue Denis Escoffier, 8, 42000 Saint-Etienne No State | 10:00 pm

Oct 22

Mistral Palace

Europe Tour

2 Rue Pasteur, 26000, Valence R-A | 8:00 pm

Oct 23

Drink Shop

Europe Tour

, Perpignan L-R | 8:00 pm

Oct 26


Europe Tour

1 Rue Marthe Varsi, 31300 , Toulouse M-P | 8:00 pm

Oct 27

Le Bistro du Splendid

Europe Tour

Avenue Michel Picon, 33550, Langoiran AQU | 8:00 pm

Oct 28

Le Bootleg

Europe Tour

4-6 rue Lacornée, 33000, Bordeaux AQU | 9:00 pm

Oct 29

Mondo Bizarro

Europe Tour

264 Avenue du Général George S. Patton, Rennes No State | 10:00 pm

Oct 30

le galion

Europe Tour

2 Rue Florian Laporte 56100 Lorient, France, Lorient No State | 8:00 pm

Oct 31

Pub Follette

Europe Tour

Le Bourg, Gomene No State | 8:00 pm

Recent Tours

  • US West Coast tour w/ Jason Cruz & Howl / The Darlings 2014
  • European Tour Fall 2014
  • US East Coast tour w/ Donavon Frankenreiter 2013

There is no better introduction to The Pullmen's newest album than the opening lyric from the first song: “Look out, we're going for your throat now.”

Only five years have passed since the four friends who make up The Pullmen first attempted to write a song together, and their third release, Going Dark, is a mighty testament to the band's personal and musical evolution.

Anchored in punk rock with a folky, singer-songwriter sensibility, The Pullmen's first two records were hard-hitting exposés of its boozy, coastal Southern California swagger : The Western Score, a rootsy concept album with a love-crazed protagonist ; and Pine Ridge, a quick and dirty last call for hard-partying blue collar ragers.

With Going Dark, a stronger, wiser, meaner, and ultimately, better band emerges. Elements of pure rock 'n' roll a la The Kinks and lo-fi garage that recalls The Strokes are seamlessly folded into The Pullmen's Western thrash core with a pop flourish suggestive of The Jam, resulting in more dimension but no less grit.

Like landscapes shaped by the unforgiving force of time, the best progressions are the natural ones, and the greatest albums are forged with the grime and glory of real life, the grip of loss and gain, the revelation of release.

This is one of those albums. 

Michel Cicero, Music Editor, Ventura County Reporter

If The Man with No Name played the guitar and spoke more than a few choice words, he would've rocked this shit.


Old Western punk? Progressive folky punk? Nothing I write here will do more than what your ears can do.