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grumpy
» genre:
Rock >
Classic Rock
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» label: unsigned
» for fans of: Rolling Stone, The Beatles, The Black Crowes
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Grumpy And Lumpy
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Grumpy found Lumpy performing (as "Blind Lumpy Warthog") in a dark and seedy blues club in Chicago. Closer inspection, several baths and better lighting revealed that, not only was Lumpy NOT a warthog, but he was also (after eventually being persuaded to remove his shades) not blind. Finding himself on the run from the State Advertising Standards Unit, and in gratitude for the restoration of his sight (and the baths), Lumpy (now known simply as "Lumpy") agreed to perform at high volume with Grumpy on an indefinite number of songs.
Why this name?
There are two people in this band. One is called Grumpy. One is called Lumpy. Go figure.
Do you play live?
No. Grumpy lives in Britain. Lumpy is American. All that stuff about Chicago Blues Clubs is just made up stuff. We've never actually met (although we spoke on the phone once).
How, do you think, does the internet (or mp3) change the music industry?
If it wasn't for those things, G&L wouldn't exist - we couldn't do what we do without the Internet. As a direct result, the music industry is much worse off now than it was before.
Would you sign a record contract with a major label?
Only if there was whellbarrowloads of cash involved and we didn't actually have to do anything except drink beer, hang out with women and find new uses for Nutella.
Your influences?
Classic rock bands. The Stones. The Beatles. The Allman Brothers. Rhythm n' Blues. The Faces.
Favorite spot?
The dressing room backstage just after the rider gets there.
Equipment used:
Techno? E-lec-tron-i-ca? Yeah, right. Lump shouts. There's a microphone involved somewhere. Grump hits guitars and sweet-talks the rest of the machinery.