May 16, 2009

I’m no stranger to small town life, I’ve spent most of my life in one, so I know the hidden talent that lies behind those doors, in the locals that feel no need to tour the country or sign with a major label. The boys of The Flattires are good examples and from Boone, NC, where rebel flags and tall boys prevail.
Their special blend of rockabilly, redneck, punk and metal keeps the crowds on their feet and the venues filled. Emo kids, hippies and meddling mothers should steer clear of these ruckus inducers cause there’s no telling when a fan fight will break and the boots will start stomping. The rodeo king lead singer Clint has a few tricks up his sleeve for holding the crowd back I’m sure, but he’d rather be swigging a beer while he lets loose on “Payin’ Dues”, a song made for a smokey bar and the rockaphiles that live there.
But send The Flattires to white collar Charlotte and you’ll find that the bar bitch isn’t ready for their ball busting, spitfire attitude – and their frenzied fans either. Banned from Puckett’s Farm a few years ago, but never discouraged, these boys continue to play the Carolinas regularly: The Black Cat, The Milestone, Gypsy’s. They’ve become notorious for mingling heavily with the juke joint regulars, raising hell with the heads and getting pelted with PBR while pumping out furious rock and roll that makes the oldest of old timers get down.
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