The Story of Wild Voodoo
The Story of Wild Voodoo: As the new millennium came to pass, a cosmic alignment of the stars heralded a conflagration. Jarrod Lee Sawyer (aka "Chewy") along with best friend and soul brother John Wild were bosom buddies connected at the, well you know.... Men wild-eyed with the passionate pursuit of their music-playing and music-making obsession. Men who loved Hard Rock, Roots Rock, Power Rock, Folk-Rock, Swamp Rock, Alt-Rock, Prog-Rock, Euro-Rock, Space-Rock, Metal, Blue-eyed Soul, The Blues, Folk-Tinged Multiple-Part Harmonies and, above all, Originality. In short, the stuff that dreams are made of. In the laboratory of their minds, they began to experiment with various permutations of their vision. To make the Zombies walk and the banshees howl, they required the services of a questing beast intent on chivalry with bacon and cheddar. (Sort of like Chewbacca in human form). Chewy summoned all his super powers and lo! The beat began to throb and pulsate mightily. Long after the witching hour, upon consuming frothy and fortifying libations, they jammed tirelessly in their underground lair...trying to make each other faint, scream aloud, or cry out in confusion. Yet there was one ingredient missing from their formula for this Utopian dream: in short, they sought a guitarist who could kick aXe simultaneously making unbelievable facial contortions while playing mojo-fied psychedelic guitar. A chance meeting (or was it the fickle finger of fate?) one night through a once mighty intermediary following an improbable impromptu jam session brought Dexter Umekubo -- also known as T-Dex -- into their lives. His guitar playing was splendidly sublime and his arsenal of facial expressions often rendered him unrecognizable to the other members of the band. It took several weeks for them to realize they had been playing with the same dude for the past month. His vocals added yet another vibrant dimension and the earth shuddered anew. Because of the overwhelming levels of testosterone, the band members soon discovered that female members of the audience (and a few helpless males) were quite likely to swoon and become weak-kneed due to this powerful force of nature balanced precariously amidst the somewhat unstable bubbling potion that had boiled forth from the steaming collective cauldron of Wild Voodoo's brew. And it was good. Oh yeah. Very good. Yet still something was missing: a bassist! They needed a bottom-feeding, fat-strings-a -strumming, driving wheel who could offer his philosophical viewpoint on any subject regardless of his level of consciousness. And not just any bass player would do. Doc Martin (aka Bilbo aka bill) took up his collection of aesthetically pleasing bases and began to groove resplendent in full color coordination. In order to thoroughly confound the gods, he added vocals. John Wild wielded his mighty microphone while power-strumming on his chosen Excalibur, (or one of the myriad marvelous musical apparatus meant to serve as back-ups in deference to his frequent insatiable string-eating antics) and the alignment was complete. His vocal cords bulged and he recklessly flung perspiration on anyone foolish enough to stand near the edge of the stage. The heavens quivered and a new entrancing presence rose up from the shadows, howling like a shape-shifting banshee. Thus was born a mighty and majestic entity which could not be contained... Something like a boogie-minded, groove-oriented, soul-shaking, music-making, zombie-raising, swamp-dwelling, banshee=shrieking, guitar-wailing and soul-strut vocalizing kind of voodoo – only much, much wilder. AND INTRODUCING... Wild Voodoo Two (as in "also") aka the Dynamic Duo version of Wild Voodoo featuring John Wild and Dexter Umekubo performing your favorite Wild Voodoo songs as well as an eclectic mix of songs including "Voodoo Two" originals. Wild Voodoo Two performs in a free-wheeling style, although still more than capable of rocking out. HARD. (Upon Request)