Danny Kiranos’s path from beer brewer to musician is one that has never existed, nor will ever be replicated. The cerebral Kiranos revels in the thought of being a walking oxymoron. One look at the large, scruffy, fully tattooed musician paints the opposite picture of what you would visualize a folky, banjo player to look like. From lyrics like “I hope your husband dies” to a song told from the point of view of serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer, nothing about Kiranos follows your standard playbook.

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