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http://www.myspace.com/glister No stoplights, no malls, no fast food – no rock’n’roll. Glister began in small town Oklahoma. The small town life where people are honest and neighbors. The same towns where everyone has a closed mind and little tolerance for rockin’ or rollin’. Everyone except these three, of course. So Glister waited. Waited on the sheep farm, drowning out the bleating by blasting AC/DC. Waited in the hog fields, with Rolling Stones riffs snuffing out the snorts. These hen-house-rockers waited for what seemed the most practical of times: until after high school. Then they cut loose and high-tailed it to a low-rent trailer on the ‘skirts of that big city at state’s center. Wasn’t much else on their minds but being the most balls-to-wall rock’n’roll band that ever bolted out of western Oklahoma. They figured life couldn’t get any better than making an honest living tearing up any hole-in-the-wall dive that lets them in the doors, so they set out to do it. Couple years, couple tattoos, couple run-ins with big city lawmen and a couple sugar mommas later, Glister’s amping up every bar corner, main stage, house party and downtown club they come across. It’s a hillbilly, hair metal mash-up that’ll make you want to slam back your whiskey, light up a Lucky Strike and bang some head. There’s nothing fancy about it: Frontman Trafton Barney was born with punk rock recklessness and hair metal hooks (and looks) in his veins. Bassist Cooper Edmonds has the soul of a b