Sunday At The Automat are back as a 4 piece, delivering rootsy acoustic bar room ballers, to P90 driven garage rock brawlers. If Watergate does not bother you, grab your cleanest dirty shirt, jump on board and turn it up. 

But if it’s not that kind of crowd we can deliver laidback sleazy lounge-rock with a thick layer of 70s outlaw country dust, you just need to bring your own needle and spoon.