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Free Range Bastards

"An important band that makes lots of money"

About Me

Hailing from Jarrell Texas were five young boys each with his own name and purpose. They grew up together, drank together, and eventually had sex with each other and produced child together. These were no ordinary boys, they were special. They were the fathers and mothers to be of five more creatures that would form as one mighty force. The story of the birth is as follows:
Several years back a tragic and mighty storm struck the town of Jarrell. It was one of the most devastating tornadoes in Texas history. Almost the entire town was turned to dust. While the toll was heavy on the ordinary folks of Jarrell, it was a necessary and evil force that would induce the labor of these special boys from Jarrell. As Jesse Evil Buzzard Brooks states it We were all born full grown men, we remember the whole event. The storm took our motherfathers away along with their cherished kitty cat Sweetie Pie. Man, it was fucked. And fucked it was, these special boys each gave birth during this mighty storm to five individual creatures that would come together as one. The Free Range Bastards had arrived in Jarrell but Jarrell was no more. The new born creatures knew there was a calling just down the road in Austin. They knew they were to become the most famous gay porn stars in the industry.
On the ass of each creature was branded a name. There was Ezra Razzle Dazzle Reynolds, Kevin sweet revin McKlosky, Noah no love Martin aka Nanners n Puddin, Jesse Evil Buzzard Brooks, and Greg Hotsauce Hitchens aka cocaine cheecks. They marched down I -35 until they reached Austin.
Upon their arrival in Austin, they worked hard at carving out their niche in the gay porn scene. One gay porn after another after another. But the fruits of their labor were sour, and their stars were not shining as they had anticipated. They then decided to take a leave of absence from the gay porn scene and pursue rock n roll. They practiced every day in a shed. All the friends they made thought they sucked and they sucked alright. They sucked their way into clubs around Austin and grabbed a following. And they continue to suck but they suck good. They have never forgotten where they came from and they their dreams of gay porn stardom are never too far away. They still actively participate in gay porn as a hobby.
Let the Bastards rock you.Austin Chronicle
Vol. 21 No. 32
Review from, Independence: An Austin Sampler
...Twang is in ample supply on the Free Range Bastards' "Burned a lot of Bridges," which is undeniably meritorious if only for the great lyric, "I burned a lot of bridges and sank the only goddamn boat."
-Greg Beets

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Member Since: 3/9/2005
Band Members:
Current Members (more or less):

Kevin "Sweet Revin" McKloskey - (Vocal, Mike Stand Destroyer!)
Greg "Hotsauce, Cocaine Cheeks" Hitchens - (Guitar, Vocals)
John "Ack Attack" Acker - (Bass)
Jesse "Lear Jet, The Evil Buzzard" Brooks - (Guitar, Vocals)
Jason "Nobody puts baby in a corner!" Craig - (Guitar, Vocals)
Noah "No-No, No Love" Martin - (Drums, Shit talker)
Ezra "Razzle Dazzle, Underdog" Reynolds - (Bass, Piano, Organ)

Former Members:

John "Pussy Control" Sterngnagle (Guitar 1999)
Brady "mutha fuckin'" Gray - (Guitar 1997-1998),
Frizzy "Can't we just all get along, Ezra 2" - (Bass 2001)
Joey Justice - To many "Tears of Fire" - (1989-91)

Desecesed Members:
Bobo - (drums, nudist 1993-1994)
Jesse at Club La Kiva in Terlingua, Texas

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Greg workin' out before tha show. Come an' get some ladies!
Influences: Cows, Descendents, Jerry Jeff Walker, New Bomb Turks, Agony Column, Pocket Fishrmen, Tubronegro, Motley Crue, Jesus and Satan.
Sounds Like: Austin Chronicle
October 1, 1999
Freerange Bastards

Cut down in their sweaty, dilated-pupil prime last year by principal songwriter Jesse Brooks' abrupt move to Chicago, the Freerange Bastards belong to the ages now, but not before leaving this CD in their wake. A 10-song, 26-minute ode to being young and getting wasted, Freerange Bastards packs the swagger of an extended Cuervo bender and hits with all the force of the next day's hangover. Self-explanatory song titles like "Load a Bowl of Rock & Roll," "Raw Son of a Bitch," and "I Like My Cocaine in the Morning, Heroin at Night" say it all in the musical language of KISS, the Dead Kennedys, and the Reverend Horton Heat. The band goes Budokan on "Fulltime Nurse" (which was actually recorded live in Tokyo), gets Slayer-rific on "Salem Waters," and displays an admirable set of country chops on "If Drinkin' Was a Payin' Job" ("... I'd get a got-damn raise"). So even though they've gone to that big Cinema West in the sky, the damage is already done, and the legend of the Freerange Bastards will reverberate wherever fledgling Central Texas bands gather to watch pro rasslin', eat pork rinds, and kill Pabst Blue Ribbons by the case. Saaaah-lud!

Review by Chris Gray

Rare photo of the bastards looking for tour bus after Terlingua Texas show in '98
Type of Label: Major

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