Man, BB & da boys showed them young tattoo punks a thing or two about REAL ROCK N ROLL– in all it’s glorious, harmonious, furious four-fourious, violinous, raucous, can-can caucus, debauchus and surfin’ Seacaucus … wave after wave after wave of heart-thumping, foot-jumping, holy humping, chest-bumping, booty-rumping damn near electroshock-to-the aorta va va voom-umping– and always 1,000% meaningful tales from within … all originating in that pony-tailed, never-failed, strum-sailed, guitar-tailed, song-making man behind the big band- from the heart and soul of his own rock n roll inside … and always diving so very soul deep. Give it up for Big Billy Brandt!
This review made me smile…