The Tatterdemalion Express has no set destination but always seems to take me to exactly where I want to go. Last time I talked to this stellar band they were expressing difficulties with promotion in North America. I guess I could have simply told them, "In North America, most people do not recognize metal as an art form but rather a juvenile display of wasted machismo." But if they remain Chile's best kept secret, so be it. I'd rather see them one day in a small cafe in Chile than in a tour alongside grunting North American "tough guys."
Bump |
