Roadside van rolling and swaying, they always drove way too fast. John Ford, bass guitar. Eben who's last name I can't remember, read lots of books. Dougie at Cornerstone. Matt Johnson in the van's loft. Kyle, Hoosier traveling buddy.
Listen: Sometimes we draw 38 people, sometimes 146, sometimes more, sure. I couldn't give a single fuck. This is one of the best bands in America. Promoters: pay us a very reasonable sum of money and fulfill our simple rider and we will bring the real shit every night. Sometimes you'll find me dancing in the front row, too.