Uncle Daddy

Uncle Daddy once started as an excuse to drink beers together and the bottom is far from in sight. With two banjos, two guitars, a double bass that has been patched multiple times, a cutting mandolin, and a few voices, the band from Ghent brings dirty country that makes you a) happy, but b) you won't find a single cheerful note in. Raw and pure, neither polished nor sour: with Carasocks in the boots, style is not important, or is it? Refreshed with gray hairs and ink in the veins, the Daddy’s ram their own interpretation of the prairie song down your throat. Mostly to be heard in low-class pubs, occasionally a festival, without ambition in the tradition that is not theirs – but straight from the heart. Uncle Daddy doesn't play as if, but because their life depends on it.