Hide out in your bat cave, away from new live music opportunities and local radio, and you miss such auspicious births as the rise of Graveyard Train, a local six-man skiffle blues collective that released three albums before I saw them at Golden Plains this year, including the 2010 long player The Drink, The Devil And The Dance. And good god, sorry to be all Johnny Come Lately about it, but these guys are the bees balls – rowdy, ramshackle purveyors or ghost tales and stories from the wild frontier. They aren’t hokey or cornball in their twanging country style, either, but a perfectly pitched choir of death-obsessed, workaday musos – as evidenced on the rabble-rousing new single Dead Folk Dance.
Graveyard Train : Dead Folk Dance
