I caught The Poor Boys this past Sunday open for Thelma and the Sleaze (hey, it had been a minute since anyone addressed me as motherf****r, and it turned out it will be a few more, since this show was being broadcast live by 102.9 The Buzz, and decorum was being exercised with white-knuckled intensity.) Taking cues from the Nashville Pussy school of Southern Rock, Poor Boys presented a steady noise that seeped through the eardrums in the same way mud finds its way through holes in your boots. Yeah, it’s filthy and going to be a pain to clean up, but in the present moment, it’s kind of fun to wiggle your toes around in. Any band that treats a room of 50 like 5000 is always fine with me. They released the tune "Psycho" on February 5th, as an ode to a particular individual, but it can easily transfer that special hosebeast in everyone’s life. -Terra James-Jura
