27 | BOUTROS
When I close my eyes and listen to Boutros I see a pair of future dudes inside an eccentric billionaire's space-craft sex lair as it hovers over New York City on a Saturday night. But as punk rock would have it, the group is made up of two Chicago dudes named Dicky and Nicky who just wanna ball all of the time, and who can blame ‘em? Me and my girl don’t play our game without Dicky’s smooth voice and Nicky’s thumping bass to set the pace.
