Swag can't be taught. You got it or you don't. Lionel the Jailbird ought to thank their maker.
Swag canít be taught. You got it or you donít. Lionel the Jailbird ought to thank their maker.
The young blues-rock band ó think Heartless Bastards with a violin, or Joss Stone with talent ó exudes the kind of confidence that turns stomping Zeppelin riffage and feathery Hendrix flutters from dorm room cliches into head-turning rock songs. On their self-titled debut album, set for release Friday with a concert at Rumba Cafe, they make a strong bid for your attention.