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The Cryptkicker Five started out as a threepiece acoustic combo in 1995. Three semi-adult ADHD problemchilds with no money and lots of swagger. They started playing to beat boredom, loneliness and because they were hell-bent on doing whatever they damned well pleased.
They took their name from the old Monster Mash song and started playing a rare brand of blues, gospel and country-soaked acoustic punk. They would play for free booze, nickels and dimes. They wore second hands suits and olive oil in their hair. Matt Played guitar, Odd sang and the One String King played on his One-String to the delight of alcoholics and hellraisers everywhere. The One String was a powerful symbol of what they stood for: Doing it yourself and doing it like you damn well please. It was around this time that Odd found the Fetish floating in a lake in the north of Sweden. He started bringing it to shows and people poured offerings of beer and wine on it. The mystical pull of this wooden idol attracted more delinquents and foot-stompin' wildmen to the ranks of the CK5.
First came Baby Diamondback from nowhere with a paper bag full of glitter marraccas and African percussion tools. Then came C to the V, the Golden Horn: El Bendt, the saxophone player. Also the hardest motherfucker on the planet: Bassplayer Bloodfinger joined the ranks, bringing boom and rhythm.
Now its 2006. This was written on 06 06 06 and that date has no mystical resonance whatsoever. It has been eleven years and the Crypt kicker Five only get better and better.
