CRACKTOWN

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CrackTown are an acoustic powerhouse - if two blokes can ever truly constitute a powerhouse that is. Maybe we're a powermaisonette? It's hard to be sure; one would need to be a qualified architect with a solid grounding in electrical theory (or vice versa) to know, I'd imagine. Regardless of such considerations, His Rodent Highness, The King Rat and the Silver Fox endeavour to shine the harsh spotlight of hillbilly half-truths upon the dark abyss of the contemporary scene through a mixture of song, rabid demagoguery, and mime (though the latter is on it's way out, as nobody ever gets it). In actual fact, they're not too bad at doing what they do, and have won many friends, admirers, and easily-led adherents through their loud and steadfast dedication to a clearly-defined "Pro-fun, anti-cunt" agenda. Their patented brand of "liberalbilly schtick" may not be for everyone - some cats and kittens are a little too slow and unimaginitive to truly dig "The Town's" scene, and they're more to be pitied than blamed - but for many, their live sets have become the cornerstone of a nourishing and character building spiritual diet. They rock, is, in short, the gist.



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CrackTown's (strictly non-sexual) History



When you see or book CrackTown, you are, in effect, seeing or booking everybody they've ever been with; a chilling thought, n'est-ce-est-pas? Amongst those who have cavorted through fields of lust, dreams, and despair with CrackTown are:



Dufus, Kimya Dawson, Thomas Truax, Pete Molinari, Wreckless Eric, Jimbob (out of Carter USM), Wooden Ghost, Attilla The Stockbroker, MJ Hibbert, The Lurkers, Curtis Eller, Major Matt Mason USA, Ed Tudor-Pole, Blyth Power, Philip Jeays, The Plimptons, POG, Paul Simmons, Chris TT, Misty's Big Adventure, Rick Witter (sort of - we did a festival he was at, albeit on a different stage), Jeffrey Lewis.



If you're putting on any of the above - or anyone remotely like them - and you need a little something extra to pad the evening out, OR, if you're putting on people who aren't quite as good as the above and you need someone to distract the audience from the God-awful suckfest they're attending, then CrackTown are the cats for you.



Everybody Loves CrackTown?



Well, not everybody, obviously; there are bound to be those churls that - through mental aberrations for which they are not to be blamed - are not entirely enraptured by our magnificence. Many are, though, and while we'd love to regale you with any number of fulsome and grovelling reviews, we appreciate that trudging through acres of provincial music journalism may well induce something like an embolism in the right-minded reader. Consequently, we've chosen a rather minimalist approach.



“CrackTown are as crazy as they are clever; somewhere between insanity and brilliance, you’ll find them and their clever set of songs.” – www.thisisull.com



“A two-headed mythological Anti-Folk blues beast…CrackTown are the new musical sheriffs in town and they have the badges to prove it.” – The Luminaire



“as musicians and songwriters they are both superlatively proficient … yes, they do provide quality laughs, but to pigeonhole them as a comedy act would be to do them a grave disservice.” – Sandman Magazine



“Their very own brand of political, harmonica-driven blues, bristling with sharp lyrics and cutting wit.” - Tenfoot City Magazine



“It’s no wonder that the talented support act were somewhat overshadowed; CrackTown epitomise impact.” – www.thisisull.com



"They should never have invaded Stalingrad." - General Patton



In addition to our duties as tireless (and handsome) chroniclers of the Decline Of Everything, CrackTown find the time to have many thrilling and perilous adventures: to learn more, go to YouTube (there's no room here) and find us battling street-gangs in "Acoustic Warriors", or chancing our collective arm in the Fourth Dimension in "Idiots In Time".



"Alien Invasion" the 12bar London April 2007



"Nazi Girl" Derbyshire Ashes August 2008