Follow the ageing comedy country band as they attempt to survive having fallen on hard times. Moving from street to street and town to town in Somerset looking through bins hoping to find something to eat or drink. Marvel as they pass out, piss themselves and shit their pants in the strangest places.
There's a few of these types kicking about Edinburgh palling it up with Irvine Welsh. Reformed bad lads who're still at it. Bradley from Moredun acting like it was the ghetto. He may well have meant well with his charitable endeavours but looks more like a front. Welsh would lap that up as he glamourises the lifestyle. It's all pretty pathetic if you ask me, the state of the folk laying tributes, bams to a man