How the west will be won, indeed - stetson bound (and gagged), once again in the back of a paddy wagon after a mild slip-up on their last heist (which poseur tipped off the sheriff?), Blues Control plot their escape, and tonal devastation, with sweaty fervor. Lehigh Valley be damned, these "Iron Pigs" gotta hustle! There's gold in the mines, we're told, and Blues Control as a duo are known to sniff out the metal. Further, this ain't no Potato Land - BC... (read more)

Artists in this story: Blues Control