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Nestled deep within the heart of the Midwest, a young Desert Rock band has emerged, seeking to redefine the genre in ways that only cornfields and endless prairies can inspire. While their choice of musical style may seem odd given their geographical location, this group has found an uncanny way to infuse the spirit of the desert into their very souls.
While these musicians have never even set foot in an actual desert, their love for fuzzy riffs and smoking weed in the back of a van knows no bounds. They’ve taken the dry, arid vibes of the southwest and translated them into songs that eloquently capture the essence of a life spent far, far away from any actual desert.
It begs the question, does a Desert Rock band need to be from the desert?
With songs like “Windswept Wheatfields,” “Back Road Cruiser,” and “Soy Bean Sunrise,” the band manages to convey the unending, mind-numbing expanse of the Midwest through slow, heavy riffs the way you thought only the desert could. Their lyrics often touch upon profound themes, like the art of milking cows and the existential crisis that arises from not owning a pair of cowboy boots. There is even a subtle nod to Truckfighters hit, “Desert Cruiser” as lead singer, Hank, yells “I’m runnin’ out of diesel!”
