Robert Banta plays heartfelt, high-energy music. His lyrics make you think about the world you exist in, makes you want to be a better person.
“You see here's the thing. It doesn't matter what music I say I play. It doesn't matter if I say it's Country, or Roots, or Folk, or Americana, or Rap, or Metal or Whatever. It's going to be country because listen brother, I fucking AM country. You can take all the songs about pickup trucks and drinking beer and fishing and who the hell knows what else these knuckleheads sing about and let them blow away because they are dust. They are less than dust. They are the suggestion of dust.
I want country to go to the future. We can't go back to the past, as tempting as it is. We look back and we see our heroes and think it was different. It meant more. It was real. Listen man, there was plenty of shit back then too. If you don't change you die. Country will always be about day to day, regular people, real life shit. Falling in love, falling out of love, life, death, joy, pain, loss, the fallibility of the human condition. Country music has to be honest. Country music has to be real. The pickup trucks hell raisin' and ramblin' down the ole' dusty highway bit in 2014? Nope. It's different sides of the same coin. And that coin is the bullshit coin.”