They’re big boys now, in cut-off cords and tortoise-shell shades who found part of their sound at a Florida flea market on an 8 track tape. They prefer their fish from a can, their water filtered and they know a thing or two about succulents. They’re reverb-vintage soundscapers with psychedelic pop and roots blues in their veins, but have a strong penchant for yacht rock. So raise your glass and shake your ass, to the farm-raised, suburban born, hand-rolled and best served cold, Chardonnay Boys!
photo by John Bildahl