Editor's note: a masculine, folksy and western sound straight to your ears via NEW YORK CITY! Ah- the irony! This album makes you think of John Wayne with guns a-blazin' or Clint Eastwood threatening the locals that he'll kill every last sons-a-bitch if they touch the whore or her teets again. Well,maybe it's not so gloomy and braggadocious. These guys seem to wax a little more cheerily on the frontier and hence you can see why they were television friendly back in the day. I like 'em jus' fine pardna.
I came across this record on a few blogs and managed to track down some audio from WFMU's site. I would love to hear more from this honky-tonkin' caterwaulin' queen. Listen to the tracks below and I think you will too!