The Drunken Poachers, with their wily ways and wooden instruments, have snuck boot-clad and boozed onto Melbourne’s live music stages. A dubious septet not to be trusted, they poach the tunes of others and after a white-wash of their brand of Irish-blue-grass-country, they declare what never belonged to them, their own. Banjo, gee-tah, ukulele,mandolin, Irish fiddle, uke bass, lagerphone. X ... more