8.30 sharp for some trashy garage blues Tupelo Action. See, I use the word blues and instantly question myself if it is the crap-white-boy-blues-lite that is tepid by the book watered down shit! Or something a little more ballsy fuzztastic howlin poundin noisefest. Thankfully we are the latter! First signs of this being that bass fellow, Andy, has all the distortion noise pedals that the guitarist usually has and guitar chap, Phil has but one pedal, sometimes!