Straight out of the past, but like a breath of fresh air, Wig Wam crank the time machine up to eleven. Every song is anthemic with expert guitars and big harmonies. johnk5150
“I'm standing here, looking at your photograph. I can't believe I'm all alone and you're not coming back. On and on, we rode the storm. I sometimes wish, I'd never been born, alone here, crying out for love…”