We’re late again probably, but we are loving this track by Austin’s Twilight Hotel from their third album When The Wolves Go Blind.
It is a brilliant combination of alt-country and spaghetti-western desert twang that moves languidly to conclusion via poignant, scalpel sharp lyrics. We will be investigating the rest of the album and the back catalogue for sure.
We’re late again probably, but we are loving this track by Austin’s Twilight Hotel from their third album When The Wolves Go Blind.
The Mad Mackerel 