In every city, town and hamlet in the world, there are a few people who are just a little different. From a little fishing village in southern Brazil to a factory town in the Ukraine there is someone, maybe even three or four like-minded individuals, who speak an esoteric, universal language. From Stockholm to Los Angeles, from Chicago to Milan and Bologna here are people, not many mind you, who communicate in this unwritten dialect. It is the language of the blues. Just for sake of clarification, I’m not talking about “blues-rock” that ugly, coarse, rather juvenile, bastardized way of communicating, but…real blues.
Dusty Dave & The Heart Attacks are new on the scene and smell like brisk haircream, water of cologne and guest room soap. But the makers of the band Lucky Steve, Dynamite White, Ray Black, Rockin’ Bende und Dusty Dave are already playing successfully in other bands, like the The Booze Bombs, Devils & Sons, The Hidden Charms or Fenders 55.