This band is like a biker gang made entirely of journeymen rock gods. “Crossroads” stomps its boots, growls its truths, and shreds like the ‘70s never ended. No gimmicks, no apologies—just unapologetic, denim-scented rock.
This band is like a biker gang made entirely of journeymen rock gods. “Crossroads” stomps its boots, growls its truths, and shreds like the ‘70s never ended. No gimmicks, no apologies—just unapologetic, denim-scented rock.
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