Last night we drove over to Fulton to see our friend Justin Merritt’s band Psalters. Traveling in a grease powered/art covered school bus, the Psalters are on a never-ending tour. By day they beg for discarded restaurant grease, by night they create a transcending mix of Tom Waits and old-time gospel with an eclectic group of instruments, including Justin’s hand-made hurdy-gurdy.
Hey, did they do that awesome dreadlock, hippie version of Wayfaring Stranger?
They were in our neck of the woods last week.
cool.. thanks for the link. their music is definately “was besonderes”