The boys from Oklahoma may roll their joints all wrong, but the fellas of The Barlow are rocking the Colorado music scene exactly right! Based out of Denver’s northwest suburb of Arvada (Arvada? The last noteworthy thing to come out of there was some band called The Fray), these four guys have a mission that drives every gig, every performance, and clearly, their first two albums. That mission: to demonstrate exactly how essential their take on Country-Rock is to the entire genre. To brush them off as just another upstart trying to ride the coat-tails of an already established country genre, simply because they do not call Oklahoma or Texas home, is to demonstrate a profound lack of understanding for what the Red Dirt movement is all about: authenticity, experiences, humility, and stories that resonate because you relate to the characters in the songs (hell, maybe you even lived those stories). They also have just enough hard-edged, honky-tonkin’ Friday night energy to have some rowdy fun! What The Barlow brings to the table will spin you up, get you re-energized about this Country music subculture we all adore, as though you were just hearing Robert Earl Keen, Pat Green, Randy Rogers, Ragweed or Turnpike for the first time, falling excitedly in love all over again.