From the album The Dirty Half Dozen
Live at The Belly Up, Aspen. Heard this song the first time we met Tony and his band Road Crew in Chicago. It's interesting to hear both sides of the story of when we first met. From our account, Shrek, the bass player was a big scary looking dude with a scraggly biker beard and a cowboy hat. Tony and his brother Damian were wearing button up shirts with ties, giving us the impression that they were in some kind of ska or jazz band or something. We on the other hand were a rough looking bunch. All of us in bandanas, wifebeaters and all but Tay sporting shaved heads. Aaron was covered in cuts and scrapes and Logan had a black eye. Damian had told us once "I thought 'Oh shit, these guys are some fucking bruisers!". Little did he know that Aaron had fallen off a skateboard, Logan had been punched by a girl, haircuts at home were free and wifebeaters came multiple to a pack.
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