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Where's Frank?


An Upcoming Frank Gig: Thursday October 25, 10:00 pm, At the Quarter Note in Sunnyvale, CA.

 

Is this him?


Reports are that Frank rarely shows up when they play. Other reports suggest that "Frank" is just one of several names traded about by various members of the band, whose identities seem in some disarray.

What is claimed and what cannot be claimed

If Fourteen Bindle Stick Frank were so inclined, they might have been stomping down to "Cumberland Gap" when the bluegrass guys were learning to compose with a fourth chord. But Frank never learned Cumberland Gap, and couldn't pick it out of a lineup. When the bald guy has too much to drink he slurs through the following as both self-defining and stolen:

" I am hairless through the judicious use of baldness microbes which permeate my skin from the groin to the dome and eat away all the follicles, without fearing that my eyebrows might fall out, since these microbes are rumored to attack only fresh young hairs. From my groin down to my feet, in contrast, I am sheathed in a satyric black fur, for I am a man to an improper degree. "

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TraditionOver the years they've been performing, an opening post-tuning tradition has developed wherein the band coughs out "Where's Frank?", to which the audience screams back "Who's askin'?!?".

LiesOther, darker, rumors have it that Frank frequented the camps where various band members spent time, and where he was well known to the hobos for making up many original and entertaining songs. It seems he mysteriously disappeared shortly before the band came on the scene with a repertoire consisting of “original” songs that sounded very much like those that Frank had sung.

Frank's Legend Some say Frank “hopped the westbound special” a long time ago. “I heard he froze when the gondola he was ridin’ got sidetracked durin’ a blizzard up in the Dakotas,” says one old ‘bo. “They put his body in a reefer car and it gets coupled to one cross-country freight after another, without no bill of lading or nothin’ official. He just goes back and forth down the line forever, kinda lyin’ in state you might say.” But many others are sure Frank is alive and well. He’ll show up in a ‘bo jungle somewhere, toss a few victuals in the slumgullion simmering on the fire, twist up some dream leaf, and serenade the vags until the moon turns red or the bulls come over and roust them out. He’s got a lot of monikers, a lot of tunes, but it’s always Frank.

Hobo Music? “Is that hobo music you play?” It’s the milk and honey line, alright. Whistle wailin’, highballin’ gandydancin’ all the way back to the roundhouse.

DuesbreakersThe Duesbreakers

The Lyrics Sez Frank: "We don't know what they're about. Singin' is a kind of...did you ever see a giraffe shake off an African rainstorm and six months of drought-caked dust and dung-beetle rejections? Uh...kinda like that. And lyrics have to come from some place, and some of ours are from Ethan Place. And uh...are first names, like adjectives, and last names nouns? eh?"

dynamiteHeavy Sterno

The Equipment Frank says that in junior high school, his rhythm guitarist Chris played a silvertone cardboard guitar. And he didn't see another guitar like that until he saw DNA play. Did the guitar age and sound better over those years? How good can cardboard sound? Think egyptian papyrus. And pyramid rock. Frank doesn't have a Silvertone tho. Maybe in his next life.

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