Do you miss all those great
tunes from the late 70s and early 80s? Jam, Clash, Dexy’s, Blockheads?
Well so do we!
So back in 2013 we decided to form a band to play the music that formed the soundtrack of our youth - Funkin Skunks.
Step inside, meet the band, check out some recordings, or a recent
video, find out when we’re playing at a venue near you, and come on down and join in the fun!
So this is the serious bit where we tell you a load of stuff about how lovely we are, and explain why you've never seen any of us on Top Of The Pops, even in the audience.
You can’t buy, learn or fake “cool”. You either is or you ain’t.
Ant most definitely is.
Our man from Leatherhead stands front and centre of the Funkin Skunks and delivers his vocals with a confidence and style that us mortals can only dream of.
This isn’t karaoke. This is rock’n’roll.
He has been the voice of many different bands and has sung in many different styles, but he doesn’t imitate the singer, he accentuates the song.
After a couple of Skunks gigs you’ll be asking yourself “Why doesn’t that Sting fella sing more like Ant?”
I know we do.
Set guitars to STUN! It’s Papa Skunk.
Now living in Cobham with Mama Skunk, back in the day, this west country boy was no yokel.
His ass might have been sitting on a tractor but his soul was strapping on his Gibson and playing until his fingers bled.
In the 70s rock called, and Papa screamed right back in its face.
Steeped in the finest punk tradition of play first and ask questions later Papa honed his craft in the studio, but its with an audience that he gets his rocks off !!
The Funkin Skunks was Papa’s vision, now it’s a monster ! By all means ask him for an obscure Punk or Reggae tune but not one outside of 1976 -1980 he gets twitchy !
Don’t let the “petite blonde” looks fool you.
This multi talented powerhouse can belt out the vocals like Siouxsie Sioux, tickle the ivories like Jools and blow the sax like Charlie Parker.
Northern lass Hilary is the Skunks secret weapon.
Need some Kobe drums? No problem. Alien spaceship landing noises? Sorted. Double saxophones? Sure.
Hils can provide all this, and in some style.
She has music running through her veins and notes spilling out of her fingertips.
Smiles a lot. And when you hear her, so will you.
Doesn't do Lisa Simpson impressions or make cups of tea, so please don't ask.
For all our sakes.
Guildford boy, Colin is that rarest of breeds. A drummer and a musician.
Pumping heart and injecting soul into the rhythm section, his encyclopaedic knowledge of the last 40 years of popular music means he can swing on that ska beat, drive that punk forward or lay back those heavenly reggae fills with absolute authority. And provide backing vocals too.
From the first crack of the snare to the final crash of the cymbal Colin keeps that beat rocksteady. Until he decides when it stops.
And when he’s done, he can knock up the best pizza outside Napoli while giving advice on looking after your wisteria.
It’s all rock and roll to him.
Bringing the low end to the band dynamic (and often the low humour!), Cranleigh's Bass Boy (!) has been winging it for years in bands of all shapes and sizes. Loves nothing more than holding the groove down in the band and moving (badly) to the music. Has the dress sense of a bad clown and
a hair style that time forgot. He is still trying to grow up, but finding it really hard. Any offers of help are much appreciated. Plus, don't get him talking about Thunderbirds or other such puppet shows, he can bore for England on the subject!
You might not always spot The Knob at a Skunks gig, he'll be in the room somewhere, probably at the back or behind a pillar, taking care of the sound on a mixing desk or more often these day using an iPad. If things are going really well you might catch him playing Candy Crush on the iPad rather than mixing the band, but if you do, don't tell the others!