Gun are the incubator for Northwest Indiana's corn cobs. Gun is the smell of cheap liquor and sweat soaked adolescents jammed, asses to elbows, in a small basement or dive. The right amount of twang, harmony, heavy soul, fuzz, and blown out amplifiers is the tapestry that shaped rock and roll's chosen Sons... GUN. You will never hurt them as bad as they have hurt themselves. Wrecked vehicles, 3rd degree burns, head injuries, and hurt feelings are all during and after the show. You pick the order. Let's Boogie! Welcome to the team fellas and now its time to conquer!!! We have a collection of their current tracks on Itunes now and hitting all outlets and our digital store this weekend and 2017 will bring a brand new album!