Imagine death himself plopping his ass down at your campfire w/his pal and band mate desperation and they break out into song….what do you think that would sound like? I am gonna say Those Poor Bastards is pretty fucking close….Their bio says; “Those Poor Bastards play miserable and primitive old-time gothic country music.” Really, there is nothing more to say….that is pretty spot on….and lemme tell you, that miserable shit is freaking awesome and addictive. Though it may be called country, Lonesome Wyatt and The Minister (both are ministers interestingly enough) are more “fear and loathing” than “tear in my beer”…..If murder ballads and brooding dirges are your fancy than check these guys out cause Those Poor Bastards make hopelessness and loathing sound pretty damn good….

Those Poor Bastards - Bone to Pick
Those Poor Bastards - Drown in the River
Those Poor Bastards - Death Ain’t You Got No Shame
Those Poor Bastards - With Hell So Near