It’s no different than any other small town; people worry about their jobs, send their kids to school and occasionally marry their cousins. On the weekends, they want to put their troubles behind them and cut loose with a couple of long necked bottles of amber intoxicant. But Cochtotan's luckier than a lot of cities in that regard, as three of their native sons have been providing the townsfolk with the kind of good rockin’ soundtrack that has them humming long after they’ve left the bar and are being put into protective custody. This powerful trio of string bendin’, skin poundin’ musicians have spent years polishing their chops playing six sets a night at the Tufted Nighthatch Tavern and Bird Sanctuary. And now, finally, they are ready to share their secret with the world. That’s right, folks, the pride of Cochtotan is ready to spread its high test hillybilly gospel from coast to coast. Get ready, America. Get ready for Jackshit.