The DREADNOUGHTS are the biggest band you've never heard of. They've headlined just about every major festival in Europe and Canada. They have amassed over 25 million plays on Spotify alone. They are a living, breathing tornado of chaotic, musical hedonism. Formed in 2006 over pints of cheap beer at East Vancouver's notoriously violent Ivanhoe Hotel, the Dreadnoughts cut their teeth in the roughest dive bars in the city. They started by opening for (and earning the praise of) celtic-punk grandfathers The Real McKenzies, and have never looked back. Hauling a fiddle, an accordion, a mandolin, a tin whistle, guitars and drums into every venue that would have them, they quickly became known for their powerful, chaotic live performances. The Dreadnoughts aren't just a band; they're an advocacy group, ruthlessly promoting the idea that folk and punk form a perfect union. They've been literally destroying stages and swilling ciders the world over, spreading their gospel to anyone and everyone who will listen. It's no secret The Dreadnoughts love sea shanties. Like they really love sea shanties. This new record is the sonic embodiment of that love. Into The North compiles fifteen reworked and original shanties delivered in soaring a Capella with some minimal instrumentation from squeeze box, guitar, fiddle, drum and mandolin. Plus some fairly heated foot stomping for good measure. For fans of: The Dropkick Murphys, Flogging Molly, Gogol Bordello, The Pogues, Stan Rogers