about:
View No Country is a record label started in 2019 by Will Kraus.
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releases:
view no country [018] minotaur | tex patrello
view no country [017] twin star runoff | nick brobak
view no country [016] dark fire heresy | draag
view no country [015] vnc mixtape
view no country [014] joy unspeakable | henderson century
view no country [013] trailing off | nick brobak
view no country [012] s/t | bedlocked
view no country [011] eye escapes | kraus
view no country [010] s/t | sprawl (reissue)
view no country [09] plant franklin | deadharrie
view no country [08] the outside | max black
view no country [07] sky above us | nick brobak
view no country [06] lifetime | euphoria again
view no country [05] the distraction fit | henderson century
view no country [04] yellow curse | tex patrello
view no country [03] bt1 | 0fret
view no country [02] before too long | nick brobak
view no country [01] 100 | henderson century

distribution:
[good records] dallas
[sonic boom records] seattle
[limited to one] nyc
[tobira records] japan
[room 11 records] germany


press:
[bandcamp] "tape label report"
[sterogum] "new wave of american shoegaze"

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[I remember the first time I saw View No Country. You and I were driving up Highway 410, just south of Woodland, Texas. The air was so dry, we could feel the reflections of last night's sunset in the back of our throats. The sun glimmering through the sparse trees, the leaves were singing hymns. The late summer evening heat got to you, so we stopped at a swimming hole to cool off. We were on the way to visit Nick's Uncle John who lived a few miles down Country Road 4, just north of the Sour Apple Ranch. Tuned into FM 102.7, I’ll always remember the ethereal vocal track as we reached the path too narrow for our truck. I opened your door and took your hand, feeling the impression of the leather wrinkles from the truck seats on your palms. You always sat like that, hands trapped under your thighs, anxious to arrive. Suddenly, we could see through the smoke that had been engulfing the road for miles. Your breath said, “This is the closest thing to heaven I’ve ever seen.” Rolling hills covered in trees, revealing a large lake in the middle of the North Texas desert sprawl, View No Country.]