When Brent Best laughs, it sounds like the slide racking on a shotgun. Sounds that way when he coughs, too. Sometimes when he sings. It's a little worse than usual; he and his band, Slobberbone, toured Europe for a few weeks and just returned home. Road life means late nights and last calls, cigarettes by the carton, alcohol by the case, colds by the time they get back. Best calls it "the European hacks"; he's had it enough times to name it. So the souvenir tee shirt reads the same as it always does: Slobberbone went to Europe and all they brought home was... More >>>