the konks

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A few years back, Skinny Mike from the now defunct Speed Devils called up friend Bob Wilson and mentioned he was putting on a shindig called the White Trash Fest and asked Bob if he wanted a slot on the bill. Of course Bob accepted, now all he had to do was form a band. Bob called up Kurt Davis who came aboard no questions asked. Kurt and Bob wrote up a set list of original songs before they even picked up instruments or wrote any music. Bob then asked Jon Porth if he wanted to join their band. They had a gig lined up and a list of song titles. Jon said, "Sure, oh by the way, what instrument am I playing?” They met in the backroom of the old Mystery Train records store in Boston. Bob brought his beat up guitar and his sixties Sears & Roebuck amp. Jon dragged a homemade upright bass that was found in the trash and held together with duct tape. Kurt showed up with his voice of an angel (ha), a tom, a snare and a case of PBR, hoping the beer would make up for his lack of drum kit. He dumped some albums out of two milk crates, one crate labeled Jazz, the other Blues and threw the snare on top of the stack. The Konks were born. Sometime after midnight in the back of that record store, three rock n' roll luvin', record collectin', beer drinkin' musicians with hearts in the past and minds in the future proceeded to pick up their instruments and create some real true Rock n' Roll magic. But right before that magic happened, the guys decided to take a break, crack some more beers and chew the fat a little bit more. Thus the magic eluded them and they never stumbled on it again. With no magic, a little luck and even less talent the Konks still have a lot of fun playing their out of tune, out of fashion and out of control brand of Rock n' Roll, labeled by some as "Garage Punk" but labeled by most as "a goddamn racket"..