Me and my bud Brian C. may drive up to St. Louis to catch these guys on June 10th, and hopefully stay with a fellow I know only as Icepick.
I mean sure, they’ve been a constant in my rotation since 1998’s “Midwestern Songs of the Americas,” but the music is overrated. It’s the banter I want to get my shimmy on to.
Check out the 2:30 point for some of the best work I’ve ever heard.
