Holy shoot, you scumbags, possibly the most righteous band currently kicking several shades of satan out of your ass hits town in April.
This band sums up in every fibre of their flannel the fantastic brilliance that every act should aspire to. They are a phenomenally talented group that are light years ahead of the light beers that call themselves rock.
They are a testimonial on the trail, they are the fruitessence and lavender of a river side preacher's left knuckle, and the slide in the sore stride of a cafe cutie.
They have Duane Denison (Tomahawk and Jesus Lizard) on guitar… they have a Wilkes booth and a mason jar.
Deliver us oh Legendary, lift us high and keep us in the shack loving embrace of your voluptuous female shakers.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance. – Aristotle