Band Members:

Jakob Hess- Leader of the band. The head guitar slinger and forefront on the vocal pipes. Not too bad on the piano either.

Jackson "Smokey" Larue- Second Lead Guitar Man, Steel Guitar Virtuoso, Banjo Picker, and at times a damn good singer.

Byron "Big Pookie" Arnold- The big dude with the bass. Electric or stand up. He can do it.

"Slick" Frankie Smith- The man with the skins and the sticks.

John "John Boy" Margolin- He handles the horns. Trumpet chiefly. Not always featured in the band because he doubles as a roadie, sound guy, and alleged substance purveyor. Alleged. But when he does play on the stage or track. The man can blow.


Other Miscreants (The Bus Driver, Merch Person, Road Manager/Agent):

Stu Wills- The Bus Driver. Also known as Hoss or Bus Driver Stu. He puts up with us.

Katie Mae- The cutest little rockabilly merch you girl you ever did see! Careful, she steals lighters.

Hennessy Daniels- That crazy drunk is back again. He has stories man. We're not sure what to call him. But a booking and road agent at the least.

Hails From: Chicago, Illinois

Genre: Genres are for people that want to be defined. Rockabilly, Western Swing, Tin Pan Alley Jazz, Punk, Rock, Whatever.

Bio: Jakob was born supposedly to Erich Hess and his mother named Esmerelda Roberts. A former Vegas show girl and now just a restaurant owner in Chicago. But we're going to skip all the childhood and teenage stuff. Jake had an ok life as a kid, a memorable yet hazy high school career filled with football, drugs, his first band, and ladies (He dropped out at 16), and a short lived stint in college. Ask him and he'll tell you all about it. But his music library and influences were peppered with many kinds of musicians Pre-War Tin Pan Alley Jazz, Buddy Holly, Chuck Berry, Richie Valens, Sam The Sham and The Pharoahs, Willie Nelson, Hank Williams, Bob Wills and The Texas Playboys, Dylan, Springsteen and a whole shitload more. He is apparently 25 by most accounts as he is sort of not keen on people knowing his age. Often just telling people you're as old as you feel and think you are.

His band was formed with his pal Smokey who is more on the Western Swing and old American music type of thing. He moved to Chicago after moving up from New Orleans to attend high school there. Their common interests put them together and they played the bars with the use of fake IDs and developed a repertoire. They were a two man band with Smokey playing the steel guitar to accompany Jake on the guitar when he wasn't playing solo. Through word of mouth and progression several more guys just joined the two man outfit. Which grew into the band it is now.

Jakob: Them coat tails taste like cocaine. Anyway, mama claims this is way before that crazy boat came into the picture. Unless my pops, alleged pops that is, was always dealing with an empty gun and no bullets in his chamber. Hell Barney Fife carried one slug in his pocket. So there's gotta be one in there some where. I've seen pictures. We gotta resemblance goin' on. That and my taste for drugs and tolerance level is near equine levels. This is a Hess trait I'm told. I will say unless Mr. Hess is my progenitor. I've got no father. Whoever the man was can go fuck himself. He ain't done shit to help out mom or me.

Jakob: He can have it. It's no thing. But you and me need to talk or something. Whatever it is people do these days.