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Vocals, Guitar: Jeffro
Smoker and Drinker Extraordinaire. Enjoys quiet, romantic walks with your girlfriend through punk rock clubs, and he'd drink a lot more, if only time would allow... Plans for the immediate future include moving equipment, drinking to excess and sleeping late.

Treading a thin line between road dog and hired gun, Jeff started playing on a variety of instruments at age 8 in St. Louis. Jeff didn't escape significant road wear, as a stellar, unique songwriter, singer and guitar player with effortless chops, he's created a vast discography of deftly crafted songs (He was signed for 8 years to Cherry Lane Music Publishing and Guitar Recordings before heading out on his own), as well as playing a variety of instruments on literally hundreds of titles, from reggae, funk, blues, country and jazz to indie, rock, punk and metal releases that are too numerous to name here, but overall let's just say he's probably one of the best players to ever make it into the Indie Rock Bible. Austin's own trash-rock guitar virtuoso, pick any Friday night in the early 2000s, and Jeff was holding up shop at Austin's world famous Black Cat Lounge, consistently delivering the goods on a mesmerizing straight 4 hour set of the most rip roaring, sweaty, beer soaked assaults imaginable with his band of all around troublemakers, the Trash Rock Kings.

"Jeff's blistering sonic assault will leave you breathless." - Garageband.com

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Bass: Blackie Carter
Blackie enjoys rainbows, sunsets and long walks on the beach. That is if by "rainbows" you mean playing unbelievably loud nitro burning rock that grabs you by your genitalia while ripping your head off. And by "sunsets" you mean the warm glow of a lit Camel in a dark and nasty bar. And "long walks on the beach" could only be interpreted to imply, excessively fast beer runs in his '68 Caddy. Blackie has actually modeled his bass playing style on the barely controlled low thundering rumble the Caddy's big block 472. He just merely removed the "barely controlled" part.



Drums: Mikey
Hey man. Bigfoot. Free Beer Enthusiast. Potential Terrorist Target. Mike can smoke and play monster fucking drums at the same time. That's all you need to know. Buy him a beer, he's busy playing.