A few years ago, Providence, Rhode Island's Amazing Royal Crowns were poised to be the next trash-'n'-twang darlings. But their greasy pompadours, upright bass and '50s record collection were just a front. They defiled swing's squeaky clean image with the Ramones' relentless speed and volume (not to mention their "Hey Ho" chants), the Misfits' gutter-growls, and Iggy's onstage insanity. Forget Brian Setzer comparisons; these bad boys were the... More >>>