Nashville rarely gets labeled a jam-band town and Spafford didn’t ask for permission. They just walked into the room and stretched the Music City until it snapped, then kept pulling.

Brooklyn Bowl Nashville was already buzzing on Wednesday, Nov. 19th, the air thick with anticipation long before The Elovaters ever stepped onstage. The crowd packed in wall to wall, drinks in hand, smiles everywhere, and that unmistakable little haze drifting above the room that only a reggae-rock crowd knows how to cultivate. 

Brooklyn Bowl Nashville was already rumbling on Wednesday, November 12th before the lights dropped. The place was packed shoulder to shoulder, the lanes forgotten and the bar drowned out by the roar of a crowd that showed up ready to blow the roof off the building.