Who knew things could change in a day, or five months. Last time I caught up w/Ladyhawk, it was at CMJ last year, and I came away unimpressed. Fast Forward a couple of months, a little experience, and we have ourselves a different ballgame. The guys are like a poor man’s Kings of Leon, but that’s not a bad thing. I like things sometimes a little rough around the edges. Ladyhawk tore through their set with reckless abandon and made sure everybody knew they were from the dirtttty south….