For a handful of summers about 30 years ago, tourists who wandered into a large dancehall inStanley, Idaho, witnessed a family tradition finding new life. Young and old sat shoulder-to-shoulder,taking a break from the town’s mountain hikes and river campgrounds to take in Muzzie Braun andthe Boys––a local family band who’d made it to the Grand Ole Opry, effortlessly spouted cowboypoetry and Western swing at gatherings around the country, and featured Muzzie’s four youngsons––precocious boys with rock-and-roll futures.“There were kids running around, people dancing,” says Micky Braun, the youngest brother who firstclimbed on stage to join the family when he was about five years-old. “Gary and I’d get up and play acouple of songs, then we’d get off and the older brothers would stay up and play a couple more. It’spretty funny, looking back on it.” He laughs a little, then adds, still smiling, “That’s how we got startedplaying.”The Braun brothers never stopped. Big brothers Cody and Willy started Reckless Kelly, and Mickyand Gary left Idaho for Austin and started Micky and the Motorcars, a road-dogging favorite whosenonstop tour for the last 17 years has defined not just the lives of the brothers, but also shapedAustin’s roots-rock resurgence that has played out over the last two decades. With their anticipatednew album Long Time Comin’, the Motorcars cement their place as elder statesmen of that alt-country scene who have managed to master that ever-elusive blend of artistic familiarity and surprise.