Each with an ego the size of a planet, the members of The Fleecing Krazmontrats are a solar system of musical talent drifting through an intergalactic void of mediocrity.

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Tim last year earned himself the title of, "The Nicest Man In Rock", after a mix up at the Smash Hits Party where he had originally been up for the "biggest tosser" award, which had to be awarded to Cliff Richard instead.

He originally started out as the leader of a religious cult in South America, where he convinced his followers that the world was in fact a giant orange and a Jaffa Cake would come out of the sky and take them into heaven. Once the drugs wore off and everybody went home, he decided that he would have a much better chance of convincing people that he was much more important than he actually was by playing guitar, and the "Fleecing Krazmontrats" were born.

Tim has not completely forgotten his roots as a cult leader, but the band often have to restrain him from urging the audience to link hands and sing Cum-bay-ah between songs, before drinking free punch from the bar spiked with poison.

Likes: Afternoon tea, manipulation of the masses, The Spice Girls.
Dislikes: Early morning meetings with 3rd world dictators, scary movies.

 

 

After working secretly for the American Government during the Vietnam War perfecting a new generation of sound weapons, Max went it alone spending the next decade miniaturising the equipment he helped develop into the size of an innocent Bass Cabinet. His unique sound discovered, he knew that his sonic capabilities could be used for the greater good of mankind, and not just for the benefit of impossibly loud music. These days when not performing, he hires out his bass rig to the construction industry to test the structural integrity of old buildings.

Likes: Cooking, Pikachu, Monty Python films, making a fuss.
Dislikes: The threat of Global Thermonuclear War, The Flintstones, time wasters.

 

 

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