Liner notes
We were four session players who only ever got to play other people's songs, until a Tuesday blues jam turned into a habit. These two were the first things we wrote that sounded like us: slow, hot, and a little lonesome. We cut them live in one room with the windows open and let the guitars run long at the end of the crossing song, because the train never seems to end either. Local radio picked it up before we had a name on a poster.
Sundown Syndicate