The Brokeoffs

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Living in the middle of nowhere ain't so bad if you have a talking thumb, a nervous twitch in your left leg and a two-timing right foot to play in a band with. It all began when a pig was traded for a haunted guitar, a Victrola and a collection of 78s. They proved themselves to be true friends when poverty, odd jobs, heartbreak, and murderous intentions foiled any attempt at integration with the rest of the world.



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Happy to play only for the nocturnal critters of the Texas hill country, this recording was coaxed out through the persuasive powers of Lawyer Dave and a mason jar full of lightning. It was agreed that these songs would be recorded late night at a closed-for-repair rest stop on 290 Westbound. Nobody was hurt nor denied the use of the facilities during this recording although some crickets were forced to seek mates elsewhere.



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