Dust dry throat - sweaty shirt. The rattlesnake rattles, tumbleweed bales blow lonely over the silted highway. And then a loud TWAANNNGG!!!
That's what it feels like, that's what it sounds like when the San Antonio Kid grab their guitar strings on stage for the first time. From that moment on, they take us to the American Southwest, where the spirit of the four Augsburgers was actually born.
Wearing Western shirts, hats and waistcoats, they play the songs they wrote in the last two years in proper style and with so much feeling that even the toughest redneck wouldn't guess their Swabian origins. Whether at gigs in the underground bowling alley, on a high-rise roof like the Beatles did back then, at big open-air festivals or in the club as support for The Soft Hills or Crystal Stilts - San Antonio Kid inspire everywhere with their casual, rumbling rhythm section and organ guitars and singer Matt's psychedelic sixties vocals. Bands like Allah-Las or The Growlers say hello.
Howdy and see you then
San Antonio Kid
01 Owyhee Dropout
03 Ramblin Man
07 Same Old Sound II
08 Don't Follow Me