The pleasure is having your body pull itself towards the pulse of each
instrument. Freedom becomes rocking in every direction, in every swing, in
every throbbing note. You let loose to the music totally.

The songs’ scrapy panged voice, Chanted by Sarge, is nostalgic, drawing
memories of smiling and joy across your body in a hip sway, a waist
circle, a shoulder shake.

Guy is the guitarist who was snatched up from Louisiana to urge his rich
guitar twangs through a song. Watch his face and then let me know if he’s
inspiring the guitar or if it;s inspiring him. Then there’s Nard on the
other side of stage drumming the bass coolly. Try to catch a night all the
guys have thrown their head gear aside and let everything loose. And
that’s how you feel at the end of the song, loose – but not before the
end. See if you can tear yourself away from anticipating the next rhythmic
section, the next chorus, the next strum. The ride is crazily exceptional
and sensational. The band has so much fun playing the blues, rock and
reggae in remarkable fusion, you can’t help but enjoy listening to them do
it. Some songs are intimate and alluring, like the lilts of Babylon Goes
On. “On and on just like a sad song…”

And when they’re Moving On Wes serves a haunting backdrop vocal while
pushing the drums on. The essence of breaking free surges within you when
you move with the vibrations. Their songs pull loose your emotions,
floodgates to memories sweet and pained, and new moments to be created.