As The PaisleyTunes West Intern #10b delivered my hand made peanut butter sandwhich smothered in golden honey from a local Berkeley, California apiary, The Two Man Gentleman Band came on the wireless and set my iced tea into a boiling frenzy of enthusiasm. Their timeless stage presence and jazzy modern-folk tunes balances their indelibly close-to-home lyrical realities with poised perfection. I imagine they’re capable of easily inciting simultaneous spontaneous dance-hall hootenannies across the county.
More specifically, that tea needed to steep longer anyway.
TMGB are philosophers seeking truth in a world of age old mystery, yet presenting the questions with a renewed enthusiasm, unseen since, dare I take PT-Intern#15’s bold assertion “Benjamin Franklin.” Investigating the wonders of Indian food and your girls breath, prescription drug paries, perpetually prudish pushers, and the magic of milk-chocolate-milk, like a two man Squirrel Nut Zippers smashed into the Aquabats enthusiasm for being awesome, TMGB is the past and the future, presently.