October 14, 2008
Well I'm rolling down the highway I got nothing behind me but blue sky / I'll keep on driving this truck out west until the day that I die / Got a gun in the front seat and a bottle next to me / I got kicked out of Kansas for dealin' LSD
So begins Deadman Flats' debut album, "Antlers." The twangy collection blurs the drunken line between fact and fiction, chronicling the misadventures of everyday boogans and dudes who pick up greeters at Wal-Mart. Only Hutchinson could have spawned such a bass-ackward brand of bluegrass, but only Lawrence could make it sound right at home. The string-band quartet is regarded locally as the kings of "PLAB" i.e. partying like a bitch. They play the PLAB song for the rowdiest crowds, and the PBR song for the cheapest crowds:
Well when I was young / I wasn't too bright / I spent too much money on a case of Bud Light / Now I can see the way things really are / And I always spend my money on a case of PBR
Or Hamm's, that is. It's $1.50 cheaper for a 12-pack.