The Scoot Inn

“Awwwwyeaaahhhhahahaa!!” If you could package Whiskey Shivers into one common sound, that’d be it. The five-piece bluegrass-from-hell outfit proved a relentless bunch at their hootenanny of a CD release show, hammering washboards, flinging upright basses, and chirping about the amount of wax in Bobby’s mustache. Whatever the eccentricity, the Shivers nearly blew the roof off the Scoot Inn this round, as dozens upon dozens of Austinites who almost threw out their backs two-stepping at hyper speeds could most certainly attest.