Nothing beats driving the Las Venturas desert with a little K-Rose pumping out the speakers.
It’s good ol’ country with a punch, made by a bunch of outlaws who still appreciate the likes of Waylon and Merle. It’s three chords and the truth without the rhinestone suit. It’s the Texas sound Bob Wills would be proud of. It’s the tunes to whistle while eating a big bucket of Cluckin’ Bell on a sunday afternoon. It’s K-Rose ladies and gentlemen, so strap those buckles, loosen them ties and kick your boots on the pedal!
