If you’re lucky, like real lucky, and you live in one of those real lucky cities with a thriving music scene (not a Chicago, or an Austin), you might enjoy the perks of an insane Americana band.

Well, we are such a city, with such a music scene, and we get the Ramblers. Seems only appropriate that they came to us from a living room in Los Lunas, someplace a little smaller.

First of all, what other musicians can you think of that’re as influenced by Ween as Bill Monroe? Wait, Ween? “Spinal Meningitis” Ween? Yup. They even have a wah-wah-driven cover of “Your Party” on

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Whoever said Burque couldn’t rock your fucking face off hasn’t seen Stabbed in Back. Or was so traumatized he packed the whole experience in one of those “Do Not Open Until Armageddon” boxes in his head.

It’s hard to categorize SIB. Sure, they’re punk rock. They’re very punk rock. They’re melt your fury through your amp and leave a puddle onstage punk rock. But there’s hints of darker, heavier, technical metal in there; these lads are not afraid of their instruments. So while you wouldn’t be wrong to call them a hardcore band, it wouldn’t really be fair to them, either. There’s something

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