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The Trey Clark Band

About Me

Trey is a fraud and hates himself. He is a cutter but faints at the sight of blood, which can be rather awkward on stage. He often wears his swimsuit to his gigs and he wrote all of his songs in a Mad-Lib workbook, so Trey only plays in establishments that promote alcohol poisoning. Truth be told, Trey is just scamming the country music fans into financing his dream of being a Hobbit and live in the Shire with Frodo and Bilbo Baggins. According to the pamphlet, Trey says that if he gives $1 million to their very secretive organization, Gandoff will provide him with tattered clothes and a three-foot house.Trey first burst into the music scene by stealing the show at the Tomball Mayonnaise Festival in 1985, where he took 19th place, edging past "Yodelmonkey" by one vote. Since then have been 20 + years of at least a hundred beers, 2 CDs, thousands of miles, 9 copies of "Ah-Ha's Greatest Hits", 2 children, 3 stolen guitars, 46 pawned guitars (actually the same guitar 46 times), 13 public urination citations, 3 over-sensationalized relationship scandals, and mixing board that was either left at the Firehouse Saloon, stolen, or left on top of his car when he dove off. Somehowm even after all these years, Trey continues to sharpen the cutting edge of pure filth and smut. He is so awesome and cool and awesome.
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Member Since: 17/05/2006
Band Website: www.treyclark.net
Band Members: Ron Ohendalski - Fiddle / Mike Maples - Bass / Jon Chamrad - Drums / Trey Clark - Air Guitar and Pre-recorded vocals
Influences: Peter Griffin, Thompson Twins, Wham, New Kids, line dancing, whoever the hell did "Macarena", beer, grown men who cry, Domino's pizza, Ah-Ha, President Polk, Ricky Martin, Stewie Griffin, The A-Team, Debbie Gibson, Mrs. Roper, Zamfir, Schoolyard Willie, any male who can tapdance, Flipper, convict movies, obese children, Jughead, cat jugglers, the poor, Yonni, Han Solo, and Brittney Figgin' Spears...and beer.
Sounds Like: Bob Wills adopted Jimmy Buffet's and Robert Earl Keen's love child, then sold him on the black market to Jerry Jeff walker, where he was the house gimp for Guy Clark and Steve Earle, then strangled out of pity by Willie Nelson. I will not get into who robbed his grave, or for why, but you get an idea of what we sound like...you know...Americana.
Record Label: Whitecat Records

My Blog

If I Could Wear A Diaper (a poem by Trey Clark)

Ok...this one may cost me the record contract...but I gotta' write what's in my heart.   If I Could wear a Diaper   If I could wear a diaper And no one else would mind I'd never have to flu...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 13:51:00 GMT

My Tears Burn Like Acid In My Vas Defrens - A Poem By Trey Clark

Confirm Blog Posting Here is the display of your blog posting. Click the button below to confirm and post. I make no claims to the quality of the following poem.  I know it sucks, and thats kind...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Aug 2006 23:30:00 GMT

If Patrick Swayze Was My Friend - A Poem By Trey Clark

"If Patick Swayze Was My Friend" By Trey Clark   If Patrick Swayze was my friend I would never sing the blues I would only sing 'She's Like The Wind' And wear my Dirty Dancing shoes   If Pat...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Jul 2006 01:09:00 GMT