Hailing from the murky depths of a bleak Northern town named Bolton, armed with an instrument designed in 1926 with no electricity inside it, Mr. Rambling Rob Young took to the street corners of Europe to hone a craft that will leave you driving your feet through the floor boards, all shook up and wanting some more.....

Along with a few blood cells and a bit of haemoglobin the blues of the Mississippi Delta run through this boys veins, a nod to the ballady stuff for the more sensitive natured, tributes to the blooz men of old(1920's and 1930's) combined with original material that has been aired on radio make for a night of raw acoustic music that will more than satisfy your ten speed gears.