Comprising of McComb along with band matey's Neal Casal, Farmer Dave Scher, Aaron Sperske, and Dan Horne. The Skiffle Players have unleashed a groovy new, superb for strollin' along the Pacific Coast Highway kinda jam with their far-out tune "Local Boy". While their new album is currently in thee churning barrel waiting for it's oven date. Today, we take an ear gander with McCombs’ frenetic folk indie rock elixir. The plot of the story lyrics are about running from the cops.
The band expands further on their lyrical style and state of their upcoming album in a statement on their website:
"This is acoustic dance music at its finest. It is also refreshingly contradictory. Irreverent and mystical. Deeply personal and communal. Traditional and profane. The ever-revolving and disintegrating ship known as SKIFF."
From the beginning, no rules. No song off-limits. Everybody sings. No idea is silly enough, for sometimes the absurd is the very device for a cataclysmic rift in the fabric of sound. Of course, it can also end in hilarious catastrophe, and often does – a necessary, cosmic comedic consequence to this fearless approach. Like Kurt Vonnegut and Bo Diddley sharing a surfboard, something interesting is going to happen."
Without further ado all you honey rockers, get into the fast and energetic in a rather wild and uncontrollable groove and hit play on thee ItsNotYouItsMe rock n' roll blues/folk hit parade!
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