Once there was a dream. But like any dream, the years pass, a jack is released and a chest is crushed, a hand is caught in the garbage disposal, a hole gets drilled in a throat and a mechanical voicebox is used to call 911 when poison whiskey is ingested. Hell, any band would be worse for wear with all of that. So, after 6 years of a climb that has brought The Four Roses to the pinnacle of the bottom rung of the Pittsburgh music scene, the band has decided to call it quits. But not without putting on the bandages for one last ride, our second and final cd is the 16 song mega cab of sorrow: Goodbye! We're the Four Roses. If you love cheap hot beer, bottom shelf whiskey, and great old country-time music, you'll love the last show and cd from The Four Roses.