He’s been called the best-known unknown singer in the world, a musician’s musician, a full-tilt street poet. He’s Bill Champlin, a founding member of the now legendary San Francisco band Sons of Champlin, and a masterful songwriter with two GRAMMY® awards and six critically-acclaimed solo albums to his credit. Fed up with the suits running the music industry, he hasn’t released a solo album in over 10 years – leading fans to ask, “Where have you been?” 

This cult figure has been hiding in plain sight: playing in the band Chicago and singing some of its biggest hits, and all the while penning a remarkable collection of songs that showcase his own personal artistic sensibility. 

With No Place Left to Fall, Bill Champlin has made the album he was born to make, a career-defining record with an honesty and immediacy that reflect his old-school approach to music – and his complete disregard for the old-model music industry. 

“It’s not completely auto-tuned and processed like a lot of CDs are lately,” says 

Champlin. “It may not be dead-on perfect, but I think the dead-on perfect records are just that – 

dead.” 

No Place Left to Fall captures the many sides of Champlin, thanks to Mark Eddinger and Dennis D’Amico at indie label DreamMakers Music who helped him sort through four CDs worth of material to find the 13 gems that best exemplified the range of his artistry. Rather than insist Champlin deliver a particular kind of album that would fit neatly within a genre bin of the now nearly extinct species we knew as record stores, they encouraged him to do it all – ballsy blues numbers, jazz, straight ahead rock ‘n’ roll, funk, R&B and achingly beautiful pop songs 

that don’t give a damn if they exceed three minutes. “I felt Bill deserved to make a record without having a set of rules,” says Eddinger.