The real deal
There is quite a bit of "alt.country" out there (and I ain't namin' any names because everybody has to earn a living, plus maybe you like them, and I don't want to prejudice you against TMP), that is played by people who never could rock, and now they're getting old. I doubt many of those people ever sat through an entire George Jones album. Well that is not the situation of the Meat Purveyors who have more attitude than anyone since Jerry Lee Lewis and can also play their little asses off. Yes, it really is bluegrass, but it is more real than anybody's authentic recreation twangfest, but rather should serve as an inspiration for the kind of trouble that gets you on one of the white trash episodes of "Cops". Don't hesitate. Forget about the danger, just think of the fun.
