May You Dine on Weeds Made Bitter by the Piss of Drunkards

Raw and red-eyed drinking songs, strange nautical voyages, tearful country ballads, gypsy cabaret punk, all delivered here in bristling accordion-fueled glory, with some sparse, intimate guitar strum. Your favorite psychedelic folk-pop meander, Balkan wedding marches, bassoon-driven gnome-rock strangled in strange noises… most likely recorded beside a bonfire. This is "hobo rock" for fans of Tom Waits, the Ukrainians, Captain Beefheart, and Neutral Milk Hotel.