Split Lip Rayfield January 27, 2006

Bluegrass worthy of being blasted out of the windows of a Plymouth Barracuda with 451 Hemi engine. Their live shows are the stuff of legend. They will whip crowds into a sweaty frenzy - Jeff hunched over his homemade, gas-tank bass, Kirk breaking guitar strings by the dozen and changing them fast enough to ensure himself a place on any NASCAR pit crew, and Eric, looking the part of a Civil War re-enactor, doing things to a banjo that Eddie Van Halen wishes he?d thought of.

Sadly, because their shows are so good, they don?t get the credit they should for their songwriting - time honored themes of bad cars, bad jobs, bad women, loss and longing, taken off the dusty shelves of the old-timey circuit and updated to make sense for those who don?t have shitty farming or mining jobs, but do have shitty jobs at Wal-Mart or Home Depot. They?ve got four part harmonies and wear their big hearts on their greasy sleeves. You will be surprised at how good they are.

Tour dates, bios, and MP3's:
http://www.bloodshotrecords.com/artists/splitliprayfield/