These guys played some of our finest live streams, now you can hear it live in person. What do you get when you combine a crooning bluegrass mandolin master, a veteran bassist, a fiddler who plays through fuzz boxes and wah-wah pedals, sounding more like Jimi Hendrix than Papa John Creach, and a big band swing drummer who inexplicably feels moved to pound the skins harder than John Bonham on a bender? Do you call it country, folk, bluegrass, rock ‘n’ roll, or maybe just a freak of nature?
Just call it Wooden Leg, and give the group room to do its thing. It’s much safer that way. These cats rock.