Oh, for the stuff of   dirty fingers around half empty whiskey bottles and one night left on   the town to pine after another saloon girl in stiff chapel boots.         The Poor Nobodys bring it thicker than well water, and if you try a taste you might just want another.

This local seven-piece delivers some of the greatest thematic stuff I’ve heard in ages.  I’ve seen them live twice now, and just had to write up a band who despite their relatively unknown status at home have already had radio play in Australia.

These people are something to behold live.  Chris Becknell’s violin serenades while the plucking of Eric Struve’s upright bass leads you step by step to Jenna Wyse’s honeysuckle voice.  Along the way a mandolin, accordion, or wash board might even come into play.  If you feel the urge to utter words like mellifluous and vertiginous, I won’t look at you askance.

Catch the Poor Nobodys live at the 331 Club in Northeast Minneapolis, a regular venue for them to grace the stage.  Their next gig is on Saturday February 27th.

See you there.