Introducing Banditos, a gang of hometown southern bastards who bleed red, white, and blues via Chicago’s Bloodshot Records. Their take on Americana is a salty sweet dose of heartbreak and whiskey burn. Banditos generate a calculated heat, returning rock and roll to its Nashville roots.
Their self titled debut record seesaws between the rambunctious “The Breeze” and the grand ole sweetness of “No Good”. Banditos surges like Deertick on a coke bender running through Muscle Shoals on empty. By the albums end we’re served a wonderful reminder that a little redemption is possible after all.
The record plays like the soundtrack to a night in your favorite dive. Bring your smokes, your singles for the jukebox and your desire to make things right. You’ll need it. Banditos is officially on the radar.