We sat down at my dining room table with an acoustic guitar and an acoustic bass. John said, “I’ve got these words:
You kicked me in the ass until it bled.
You played some fucked up mind games with my head.
As a dirty S.O.B. you found your niche.
You dirty, stinking, rotten, nasty bitch.
I’ve thought of every word from A to Z
But you put the cunt in country.
Forty five minutes later we were a band. Ten years later we have taken every song from all of our CDs that anyone has ever asked for and put them on two discs. These are the cream of the crop songs you’ve ever wanted from us. This first disc is a collection of all of our early beginnings. From the first songs we wrote that wound up on “Life Behind Bars” to songs that wound up on our first live CD.
We appreciate you sticking by our side through these first 10 years. There’s a lot more songs John and I have in the vaults of our twisted heads and can’t wait to see what the next 10 years hold for us and our music. –Scotty Roller