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What can ya say...we just don't fit nowhere..it's like goin to a AA meetin' drunk...not fittin ya know.....hell we been compared to Zappa..? Zappa..? i mean ok that would be cool but.....we were told it was like a David Lynch movie and we thought..that's cool too..but who really wants to be in a David Lynch movie so...we don't know...we are having a hell of alot of fun and let's face it aint that what it's all about any old way...we are gonna do some thing and when we do.. well.. it'll be somethin'...hope ya'll enjoy this here music...i'd say we put our hearts in but that would require one and so....but we have a skeleton named Lenny and that is cool and he even likes to go on stage with us and he don't charge..so...we got some new stuff on the way as soon as ol' Slick here gets the rig fired up and off to the song shop I a goin'......so for now until it aint now no mo' remember it ain't safe in the swamp no mo'...n wear yer boots....don't be Slick cause I am... see ya.........
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 Slick Black truck drivin' man
gitar an vocal abuse..)( Slick has history as long as his police record...but never convicted...whilst drivin' roun the country deliverin' things ta those who be needin' things, ol 'Slick couldn't ever be in the way a content bein' that his mind had a tale or two pinballin' roun' his head...so with the help a ol' Daisy May...Slick Black concocted SwampVoodoo...an then put all the problems an curses foretold bout' them boys in the band inta action an recruitment..along with the help a alien folk. Voodoo curses an potions brought 'em all here at once so's ya'll can enjoy this story of a lifetime...that is it..
 Dr. Dan
VooDoo Beat Stick..time keeper...)( Found wanderin' in the fields a Peru, Dr. Dan was rescued by an aboriginal tribe a folk in the need a the Dr's special field. Waking one mornin' ta the realization his mind was slippin' an the call a the wild was in a foreign language altogether. .he spoke ta the elders an explained an they bought a one way ticket back ta states ..when on the way ta the airport he was abducted by a rebel faction an forced to perform various operations in a dirty operating theater ..this being too much for a medical man he hijacked a rogue helicopter an flew back to the states ..only ta crash land in another village in need of his extraordinary talent..after saving the tribe he was allowed to row back to the states ..unfortunately half way across he was caught in a hurricane an swept into the swamp...where he now performs with SwampVoodoo...  Gato
Sax an harp attacks a the rare kind..)( After a spell spent learnin' the trade craft of the fiesty an shadowy folk, Gato was wanderin' the streets an askin' any who passed by “is this it???”an then forsakin' the answers as not....whilst in this state he was followin' his feet inta a sound that drew dark clouds a light an lightin' flashin' all manner a which way an plopped him on down in the bowels of a jazz club with a crazy man whalin' in the manner so be told...Gato was struck an been playin' the Gabriel horn since the time a all...he was called ta SwampVoodoo by a mysterious chain of events that leave the imagination reeling ..an workin the gates a hell as a part time gig.....  T-Time
Ground thumpin' vibrational instrument...)( Originally from the other side a the swamp..T-Time earned his moniker at an early age. While homesteadin' on a lush piece a green grass he done found, T-Time was slowly roastin' a watersnake an preparin' hisself for a nice bellyfull rest when outta the sky fell upon his head a small round lil' ol' ball...followed by the crass interruption ta his feast by a group a golfers from that there city...well they done got all rattled seein' T-Time an said in that there city slicker tone that there types seam ta acquire..”why excuse me but we had a T-Time reserved to play our round..what may I ask are you doin' here”...well T-Time standin' full erect at 6'5" rose an said.."this here is my T-Time an ya'll aint welcome..” them city folk ran an the moniker stuck...but the management called the cops an for punishment was forced ta play for SwampVoodoo for a time unknown...  Lenny
Emcee, raconteur, womanizer, rabble-rouser...)( Lenny was once a strapping young lad eager to get in the “music business” and had set about to do just that, at no matter what cost. Knowing he had to start somewhere he got a job as a roadie for a rock 'n' roll band and went on the road. The work was hard and the pay low, but he endured. During a gig in Chicago he was offered a gig on a world tour. He jumped at the chance and soon was on the road. Lenny was very good at his job, but the one thing Lenny wasn't good at was getting paid. His bosses knew and of course took advantage of this...well after a spell the lack of funds affected his eating and it began to show...after 2 tours he had lost 157 lbs and was still on the way down...his boss joked with him sayin' he needed to lose weight ...when he weighed in at 27 lbs he was at a gig and he met SwampVoodoo and was offered a job...he jumped at the chance...SwampVoodoo not wanting to change Lenny's way of life never said a word and when finally he was nothing but bones and not able to do his job as a roadie they felt sorry for him and offered him the MC job.
  A recent practice  Rehearsal Studio  |
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 The SwampVoodoo 1 highly unbreakable glass Fill with ice and my buddy Carlo Rossi's sangria  A bit o' heaven on earth
Tried Ripple and Thunderbird but found them lacking character... |
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