Growling and crooning, muttering about lost love, brimstone, and the glorious view from the underside of a rusty world-order, Owen holds the rhythm on mandolin and foot percussion. Bobby takes the opportunity to stretch bass notes into lyrical vines that vibrate somewhere north of your liver and flower unexpectedly at night.

In February 2015 they released Scavenger’s Joy and have been chasing it down the road ever since. Look for them soon in a bar, living room, alleyway or rooftop near you.

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