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"...When all the major cities do eventually get nuked and the mutated remnants of humanity gather around the last remaining tape deck in existence (yes, tape deck — all them sissy Ipods and CD players will be hist’ry), they’ll be listening to this and the last remaining Johnny Cash tape. This has got to be one of the ballsiest bands I have ever heard. I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that you will not be hearing these guys over the radio any time soon, and maybe that’s for the best, but I gotta give them props for sheer bluntness. Not appropriate for…anybody. I got a few chuckles out of it, though. Better than more than half of what you will hear on the radio, though. If Johnny Cash and The Dead Kennedys had a crack baby love child it would be these guys..."
"...According to folklore, The Goat Ropin' Bastards formed in the days of yore when "Rolling Rock was still Rolling Rock" and a few drinking buddies decided everything on CMT pretty much sucked. Be forewarned, this is no typical country show and you probably do not want to take your kids to see these guys. However, go get your romp on if by any means you enjoy a twangy guitar and aren't offended by a little off color country humor. From Western PA, these dudes have some attitude and the same goes for their songs. Not your typical country twang, The Goat Ropin' Bastards infuse bluesy rock, rhythm, and roll on "Reading Railroad" and may put a stitch in your side with "Bong Hits for Jesus"...
“The Goat Ropin' Bastards took the stage and performed originals that were originals. Perry County boys doing the country thing, but it wasn't exactly country. They tell you how life is here in Perry County. It reminded me of Larry, the Cable Guy, "Get Er Done". Honest, from the gut kind of music. You can get more information about them at myspace.com/goatropinbastards. They're songs were witty and very interesting. They do know how to perform and entertain a crowd...”