Whatever happened to the Two Gallants?
If I recall correctly I remember that the San Francisco two-piece were slowly gaining a reputable name for themselves. Husky country-rock moans and aggy grubby-folk foot stompin' fun, they may have been a little bleak but they made one hell of a rowdy racket.
Signed to Saddle Creek, the two brothers who made up the band were talented little buggers. Guitarist and man of the pipes, Adam Stephens, had the playing ability of Jack White and a voice to match, but the Gallants had more of a country, rootin' tootin', booze-fuelled howl to them. Something dark and depressing was covered by layers of mass guitar thrashing, throat-grazing bellows and to-the-bone playing, but at no point did the mournful mooding start to fade, it was always in the back of your mind.
I saw them play the infamous 100 Club on Oxford Street a few years ago, and it was sold out. A year or so later I saw them play Audio in Brighton, and it was sold out. Three albums and one e.p down and they're no where to be seen on the shores of the U.K. Will they ever come back? I don't rightly know...but it would be nice.
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