In the middle of 2017 the band performed a special one-off unplugged event for a couple of our very special friends.
The same great tunes from the late 70s and early 80s, but rearranged for accoustic instruments and the bare minimum of amplification.
It was a brilliant success!
So much so that people have asked us time and again when will we do it again.
So the Plucking Skunks project was born. Find out when we’re unplugged at a venue near you, and come on down and join in the fun, it will be intimate!
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.
Groovy was born at 25 years old in 1977.
From a small fishing village on the banks of the River Clyde he spent all his time in his bedroom sucking up the sound of every guitar player he could get his hands on. From early blues masters to metal shredders. It probably explains the sense of dress.
But when the music starts grooving, McSkunk starts moving and everybody needs to join in.
His secret second life means that he doesn’t make every Funkin Skunks gig.
We don’t ask what he does or where he goes. Some things are better left unknown.
Will gladly take any whisky offered (no ice).
Next time you are at a Skunks gig and, all of a sudden, you find yourself pogo-ing, having a quick shimmie or moonstomping like a mad thing, then he’s the reason.
Whether it’s roots reggae, straight four on the floor, or the smoothest grooves this Epsom bassman will get your feet tapping, your ass shaking and various other parts of your anatomy doing things it doesn’t normally do. His power over the groove is frightening.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
But hey…go with it. You never know how your night will turn out when you let the bassman in.
Baby Skunk wasn’t born when most of the Funkin Skunks set first came out. But boy, was he brought up right.
Baby brings fresh ears and a new perspective on the classics. His sense of feel and deep appreciation of the music we love means he treats every track like he’s fallen in love with it for the first time. It’s also rather handy that he is a ridiculously good player.
He is the New Breed and he’s carrying the torch of live music to the next generation. Brings the bands average age down by quite some margin.
Young, talented, good looking and really, really nice.
Some guys have all the luck.
The new boy on the team, very rare photo of The Knob without a frown on his face or a pint in his hand.