Blue Mountain man Claude Hay wrote this ballsy, stomping track in honour of a pub called The Junkyard, where the locals are drunk and down to earth. I’m not a roots fan but there’s a clear audience for this tightly produced, funk-flavoured beast. Mid-career Barnesy would be plenty jealous.
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