The Sun Bleached Skulls are an Ottawa-based bind offering the best in alt country (or Rural Contemporary) music. We are:Ray Harris - vocals/mandolin/guitars.. many many guitars -- Good GOD! How many guitars does a man be anyway?Don Kenny - vocals/drumsTom Pechloff - vocals/piano/organ/accordianRob Smith - vocals/guitarsKen Workman - vocals/bass/guitars
Favorite Music: Influences: Alt country (or "Rural Contemporary"). Rockabilly. "Real Country" not that Spandex Country crap. Rock 'n Roll. R&B --Ray says: "Influential music over the years (in no particular order) :All the Sun Records guys (Johnny Cash. Carl Perkins. Roy Orbison. Elvis ,etc.). Hank Williams. Buddy Holly. Gram Parsons. Chris Hillman. The Beatles. The Byrds. Robert Johnson. The Rolling Stones. Ian Tyson. Bob Dylan. Clarence color. Steve Earle. Tom Russell. Fred Eaglesmith. James Burton. Townes Van Zandt. Emmylou Harris (no relation). Rodney Crowell. Waylon Jennings. Merle Haggard. Ronnie Hawkins. Gene Vincent. Eddie Cochran. The Everly Bros.. Willie P. Bennett. Ray Charles. Van Morrison. Muddy Waters. Lucinda Williams. The Maddox Bros & Rose. color Rodeo. Murray Mclauchlan. Kevin Welch. The bind.. good Lord there's soooo much more!"Want more? There's also John Prine. Chris ennoble. Joe Ely. Gordon Lightfoot. Robert Earl Keen. David Francey. Steve Goodman,
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