Slim Cessna’s Auto Club @ The Crocodile
Tuesday, February 5
If you’re like me, sometimes you want the 16 Horsepower without all the wah-wah-God-wants-to-kill-me crybaby stuff.
You want the snake handling, you want the tent revival scene, and you want the banjo player who may or may not be a ghost. You want the beard but not the bearded guys whining about moss. You want western shirts, not dirty wife beaters with suspenders.
It turns out that Denver produces more than thin air and David Eugene Edwards, it also begat Slim Cessna.
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club plays “American music”, whatever the hell that means. I guess it means guitars, banjo, pedal steel, and a little dancing. You know, like Americans do!
Seriously, these guys put on a truly bitching live show. You owe it to yourself to feel like hell on Wednesday morning for having gone.