There are advantages to playing in a highly capable band. You can be tired, sick, hungover, beaten up from sleeping in a moving vehicle, missing your home, loved ones, partners, friends, lack a general sense of equilibrium or perspective on anything that’s not wearing a turtleneck and playing guitar, and goddammit none of it matters because these sons of bitches will carry you, nay drag you, to that perfectly aerated glass of vino tinto at the end of 82 minutes of soul/funk shenanigans, and perhaps a touch of purely medicinal jazz cabbage if one were hypothetically so inclined.

Come watch this highly capable band play. We’ll be on tour until the sun envelops the earth.