Before the spectrum… there was Speedbilly.

Yeah, it's true what you've heard — they might not have all their marbles, but if fast, raucous rock 'n' roll is what you crave, Speedbilly delivers in 15 minutes or less.

Hey, I'm Bill Moore. My younger brother Jimmy's band, Speedbilly, is the reason I'm finally allowed back inside government buildings. You might remember me from TV — I was the guy in that relationship with the she-devil with the big fake boobs and a double wide trailer on Love After Lockup. Yeah, that one. She just got out again. But we're not here to talk about her.

We're here to talk about Born to Send It, or as I call it, the soundtrack to my life — the kind of EP you pop into the tape deck of your third-gen Camaro before stalking your ex in a Walmart parking lot. (Just kidding. Please don't tell my parole officer.)

Anyway, crack a warm beer and crank up some Speedbilly for a little motivation the next time you head off into the woods hunting for burl or cryptids. Be careful though, I'm not sure what kind of effect Born to Send It will have on a 'squatch!