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Recently exploding onto the Sheffield scene, The Clench deliver the finest oak-aged, whiskey-fuelled, blues-swamp country-rock since the last band to make such bold claims. This six-piece outfit take pride in making music to ride horses by (or, at the very least, steal), and their sound conjures up desolate images of wronged men, barren landscapes and cowboy-themed vengeance. Or, a bit like Calexico and Chris Isaak, who are also ace.