Judge Bone, aka Tuomari Nurmio with his English-lyric debut for Bone Voyage Recording Co. Fierce rockin' and mean ol' shaman-blues from the deep, Deep North. Strange boogie-scratching guitar, a dark raspy voice, footstomps keepin' some strange sort of time, this album echoes from a wholly different point on the space-time continuum. Sweltering Americana and Blues from the perspective of a Finnish Rock & Roll Shaman.

He is a legend of Finish Rock’n’Roll, one of the country’s true originals. With his former albums, in finish language and spanning a broad musical variety, he has established himself as one of the most original singer-songwriters in his homecountry.

The new album is the almost solo, live-in-the-garage recorded Big Bear’s Gate that reaches from the chilling Siberian deep blues (Big Bear’s Gate, Down To The Cold, Cold Ground, Fare Thee Well) and ancient Scottish murder ballad (actually Hande’s first ever composition to traditional Celtic words) of Bonnie George Campbell to the totally wreckless rock mayhem of You Hate Me & My Stetson Hat, 17 and In Misery, Train, Train, Train and 15 000 Heads. One could call them also Americana on acid. The fast songs feature the crunch-funk drumming of the honorable Judge’s right hand man, Doc Hill, who really is a medical doctor on top of being a stimulatingly idiosyncratic percussionist.

Vocally Judge Bone is a healing mediator between Folk, Blues and Punk, reaching out for the ghosts of Blind Willie McTell, Hank Williams Sr. and Hiski Salomaan, accompanying himself with a guitar sound like nobody else. Throughout the album he uses only one axe, a unique custom-made box-guitar, though it’s hard to believe.