
These guys have more lives than a cat. They sound like Bo Diddly, CCR, Joe South, and the Yardbirds, ham fisted into a food processor, stuffed into a shotgun shell, and blasted into a beer keg at three in the morning… in Faron Young’s rumpus room. Yeah-That’s it! It all started with Jerry Raney’s desperate youth as a hellion, blowin’ ‘round El Centro California. Between stealing onions from farmers in Holtville and walking cross ties to Brawley, Jerry started hanging out in various hobo camps, learning the guitar.
Crocodile Rock
Watching the River
Impressed
Green Pontiac
Lost in My Car
Uncle Stinky
East County Woman
Your Own Way
Come Over Here
Mexicali Nights
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