Ah, the White Barons. The fuckin’ White Barons. They were a marketing machine of dubious T-shirt messages — rolled bills, razor blades, powder piles, and crossed keys — before they played their first show, and if I didn’t know von Slut from Thee Merry Widows, I might’ve been reticent to check them out: bands who have their swag down pat before playing out usually blow their nut before anything exciting happens.
01. Inside Out
02. Black Rider
03. My Old Home
04. Southern Flavor
05. You’re Mine Tonight
06. Down the Road
07. Borrowed Time
08. Walking Wounded
09. It’s All Right
10. Snake in the Grass
11. Miles and Miles