Soon-to-be Live at Piney Woods Picnic
‘We’re Strung Like a Horse & you’re not.”
– Clay Maselle, vocals/guitar/kazoo
Well, we can’t argue with that.
This band was born, as so many of the best musical children are, in a garage in Tennessee. A Frankenstein arrangement of psychobilly, bluegrass and some sort of voodoo–we’ll let this one slide as the New Americana, but only because we’re terrified not to. Watch frontman Clay Maselle steal Gypsy Jane from a heartbroken Centaur. We’ve all been there, Horsehead.