While they can't seem to get arrested in their hometown of San Francisco, the band is a major attraction at festivals and plays to sold out crowds at clubs throughout the Southeastern states. They get heavy airplay on bluegrass, country and folk stations all over the United States and Canada with critics praising the songwriting of lead singer, banjo player and group leader Bobby Earl Davis as "gothic country," tunes full of nameless dread and film noir spookiness. The band is a self-contained indie operation, selling their CDs almost exclusively at gigs and through CD Baby. Their three albums have topped the website's bluegrass, honky tonk and country charts for almost four years, and have drawn fans from Australia, Belgium, France, Japan, the Netherlands and New Zealand.



Bobby Earl Davis was born in Richmond, VA and raised by his banjo picking grandmother after his parents split up. His grandmother encouraged his love of bluegrass and bought him a Gibson Mastertone, the Cadillac of banjos, when he was 14. Davis landed a featured spot on a local TV station as Little Bobby the singing banjo player. By 15 he was a member of The Virginia Gentlemen and appearing regularly on the Old Dominion Barn Dance On WRVA in Richmond. Davis went on to play bluegrass with a lot of cover bands in the tough bluegrass bars of Maryland and Washington DC.



In his teen years played rock and punk on electric guitar, and made his way to San Francisco via LA and Lodi. He played with a skiffle group called Western Union that did some soundtrack work for porn films produced by the notorious Mitchell Brothers and worked with Frank Wakefield and David Nelson (New Riders of the Purple Sage) in The Good Old Boys and cut one album with them, Pistol Packin' Mama. He stopped picking to attend the San Francisco Art Institute, but music kept luring him back. During his schooling he was in a punk rock bluegrass band called The Squids. They dressed in black, played electric instruments and played original material that blended the energy of punk and bluegrass, not as big a stretch as you might imagine. They played the bluegrass festival circuit and while they never were invited back to any of them, they made quite an impression on people who saw them in action. Davis stopped playing for a while to concentrate on his art career, but when the Americana surge hit in the mid 90s he joined the Old Joe Clarkes and made one album with them, 1997's Town of Ten.



Next came The Earl Brothers. An ad in the SF Weekly turned up John McKelvy who possessed a clear high tenor and considerable chops on the acoustic guitar. Steve Pottier, mandolin and vocals, and Pat Campbell on bass and vocals rounded out the group. In 2004, they cut Whiskey, Women and Death and hit the road. WDVX in Knoxville TM started playing the album and Whiskey, Women and Death remained the station's #1 record for six months. The word quickly spread through the bluegrass grapevine and while the band's songs tend to be dark, they're also quite moral. Davis is, in fact, a non-drinking, non-smoking tea totaler. Davis road tests his tunes until they're perfect, then cuts them live in the studio in real time with minimal overdubbing. There was a band shake up between Whiskey and 2006's Trouble to Blame, and again before 2008's Moonshine, with Davis the only constant. Still, the band does have a consistent, rhythm driven sound that accentuates the groove and the band's high lonesome harmonies. Their combination of old time music, bluegrass and honky tonk rock gives them an instantly recognizable sound, and while the songs tend to be in major keys, the vocals hint at the minor with a dark, modal tonality that makes the music completely inimitable and vaguely menacing. ~ j. poet