Here's what one critic
had to say about Southbound:
Box Archive, 2005 June 19,
By Mark Fogarty
Reviews for baby boomers that still listen to music
The 50th annual Strawberry Festival in Mattituck, Long Island
(New York) the night before featured some nice rides for the kids
(Pharaoh’s Fury looked like fun, as well as the hang gliding
simulation), hearty food for the cholesterol-challenged, and what was
this in the way far corner of the berry patch, live music? So I went and
pulled out a plastic chair and sat down to check it out.
I could tell the four guys who were
playing had been at it a long time and were quite good. Hardly anybody
was listening yet, they had just started their gig, but they were
pumping out classic rock cover songs with verve and the facility of
years of practice. Nor were these guys playing by rote, as wedding bands
do when the arteries harden, but they took pride and care in what they
were putting out there.
And in front of them, little kids, babies
really, were dancing, and their mothers that brought them. Now, it’s not
hard to get little kids moving, they are up for anything until the
gravitas of the world grinds them down, but getting their single moms to
forget the cares of the day and dance with their babies, not only is
that a fine skill, but there is time off Purgatory for it as well.
These four gentlemen are what you call
professional musicians. They do paying gigs wherever they are to be
found, at county fairs, strawberry festivals, street fairs, weddings,
private parties, you name it. They have been doing it for a long time,
and they can still bring it. It is not an easy life but it is not a bad
one, either. They are men of respect to me.
These particular guys are called
Southbound, and their website (www.southbound.li) says they do country
covers as well, have opened for a number of national country acts, and
have been named Newsday’s Best Cover Band of the Year. I would tell you
their names, but I couldn’t find them on the website (note to band: list
your names, guys!). If you need a band for a party in Long Island, and
your idea of a good night of live music includes “Brown-Eyed Girl” or
“Mustang Sally” (as mine does), hire these guys and you won’t be sorry.