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| Band Name: |
The Downshifters |
| Music Genre |
Rock |
| The Band : |
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| Background: |
The story of the Downshifters is a long and boring one told around campfires to make little children wet their beds. Where to begin? I guess it all started with Paxton, a child born a gunfighter to a family of gunfighters in Juarez, Mexico. All his young life, Paxton wanted more than anything to play the guitar and sing. His tyrant father would say, Paxton, you were born a pistolero, this music business is not for any son of mine. To which Paxton would reply Hey, Pop
why isnt my name Juan or something? Anyway. One fine day, Paxton met Mike; the son of the local undertaker and the two became fast friends. Mike took Paxton across the border to Texas, where at a pawnshop in Brownsville, Paxton traded his pistols and Mike traded a sack of gold teeth and watches for two old guitars. The pair then set off on wild adventures we may only guess at.
Around the same time, a young child named Cory was found abandoned in the backseat of a 52 Lincoln. The surprised couple that bought the car from a shadowy, lurking character raised the boy to appreciate the finer things in life: stand-up bass, wallet chains, and pomade. Once Cory reached manhood, he packed up his bass and hair treatment and set out to find his way in the world. Busted for vagrancy in Phoenix City, Alabama, Cory met a drummer type in the drunk tank named Kevin (who incidentally was arrested for impersonating a U.S. mailbox). Over the weeks Cory and Kevin spent awaiting trial and summary execution, they became the tightest rhythm section East of the Mississippi.
One spring day, Paxton and Mike joined Cory and Kevin in the Phoenix City drunk tank. The exact nature of their crime is not known, but we can assume it had something to do with the great Chicago Fire. Someone suggested that they play some music for the police, in hopes that they would be so good, they would get off scot-free. It was probably Serendipity
she was in the next cell. So the Downshifters were born. They rocked the socks off the Phoenix City P.D., but alas, the judge wouldnt cop to a release, not being a big music fan. So the Downshifters tunneled their way out of the drunk tank and vanished into the Florida Everglades.
Some folks say that to this day, late at night when the drug traffickers airboats are silent, you can hear the Downshifters rocking away, way down in the swamp. Theyve even been spotted from time to time in bars all over Florida, playing their blistering Cow Punk music
FREE BEER their rallying cry. Listen
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http://www.thedownshifters.com
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| Contact: |
Cory Karish |
| Contact Phone: |
941-755-7227 |
| Contact Email: |
cory@thedownshifters.com |
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