Concerts

Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band Talks Blood, Whiskey, Motor Oil, and Fishin'

Reverend Peyton is a fishin', huntin', hootin', hollerin' hillbilly from the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains.

He can cut a tree down faster than a forest fire. He can build a cabin in his sleep. He's got more beard than a black bear.

His overalls stay covered in other people's blood, his own homemade whiskey, and an 18-wheeler's worth of motor oil. But what Rev. Peyton does best is rock the jam box. On the guitar, he's a force of nature. And every strum of the axe is a tornado at a razor blade factory.

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