Fast embracer of gas station tubular meats, chipoltle sardines, and brrrl'ed peanits, this tall drink uh water was wicked road-ready with his bag-o-rollies, broke-down Volvo, and dead dreadlocks, which he keeps in a satin satchel by his bedside. (No, he's not GreenStar Dreadlock Guy. Nope.) An already adept guitbox player, Zatch learned keys just to be in the band...so we said, "Hey man, you like tah-coes?" and we all rode off into the sunset...of the desert...in Coachella. Baby Boy had a BIG DAY. 

The Blind Spots Are...

  • Maddy Walsh – vox

    Walsh was birthed into a zooish Northeastern family of artsy, hearty-drinking, left-wing judges, deans, teachers, mayors, cobjobbers, and long huggers. Read More
  • Mike Suave – axe

    Suave has this theory that once we humans get our shit together—meaning we use only renewable energy and we wipe Read More
  • Khris Oursler – bass

    Poet, philosopher, brave sampler of new foods, professional role model. Quite allergic to poison oak. His mom thinks he is Read More
  • Zach Rohrer – keys

    Fast embracer of gas station tubular meats, chipoltle sardines, and brrrl'ed peanits, this tall drink uh water was wicked road-ready Read More
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