Member Since: 6/10/2007
Band Website: foothillfury.com
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Matters what night it is. SmokeStack's the Foothill Fury is a sure enough, hard drivin', one man band. Incorporating snare, bass drum, and others.SmokeStack's energy comes from things forgotten in todays society...How to pull your soul out of the deepest darkest places..... the bottom of the bottle...then busted...The music is not busted but renews your take on original music made today
Smokestack and the Foothill Fury - Athens, GA 2007-07-07
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Influences:
Anything good!SmokeStack's musical fathers are: Lightnin' Hopkins, Buddy Guy, MudCat, Willie Nelson, Buddy Boy Hawkins, Blind Willie McTell, Mr. Frank Edwards, Hubert Sumlin, Professor Longhair, Beck, and many others. His musical mommas are: Billie Holiday, Bonnie Raitt, Etta James, Beverly Guitar Watkins, his real maw, and any of the great ladies out there. And a few crazy bands from SmokeStack's younger days.
Good Man Dealt a Bad Hand
The bad ass contraption
Homemade country-wine, Bad luck, even worse decisions, southern girls, northern girls, apple pie and vanilla ice cream, living off nothing more than what the good earth gives us. Mill grinding wheels, old men at the convienent store waiting for the sun,big block motors, 6o's and 70's hotrods, 50's and 60's pick-up trucks, last breathe of a falling star,vinyl of your favorite tunes, snow in the mountains, real women, real men, Like George fuc*ing Washington, Daniel Boone, and almost any Native American Indian, Well.... just about anyone before now... Walleye fishing at 4 am on some lake by yourself, Cast iron skillets, Rabun County Georgia before the flood of people.....About anywhere in Kentucky. Hell...Corbin, Kentucky, Tobacco Barns, Steel mills, holdin true to who you are and what you've got, Old towns, fly fishing, Bailey's and coffee at 6 am,Wild Turkey Rare Breed and Coke at 9 pm, Northside Tavern in Atlanta, fixing your own car, Fish frys for the folk in town, Old music by new souls with fresh ideas, The mother Fuc*in blues like they are suppose to be done, Lightnin Hopkins, grass cut in the marnin', old people in general, Stories of the craziness that made us America, Murder ballads, whiskey bootleggin', mountain marijuana, Hickory and Pecan smoking pork, the dirty,dirty south, the pristine idea of pristine, curiosity, corn meal, The few people that don't think I am hell on feet and help me out of my own shit, My few fans, my few enemies, myself......
Sounds Like: a refreshing slap in tha face to "pop music"
Record Label: yer a what ? Get the hell outta my face !
Type of Label: None