Mammoth™ Cleans House!!!

Gosh, Mickey™, where are all the bands?

Yeah, it's true; Disney™ bought Mammoth™, and that damn Epcot™ wasn't big enough to hold us.  Mammoth™ had to make room for a whole new roster, so they opened the fire-escape for half of their bands.  No free Disneyland™ tickets for us!!!   No insurance for our multiple, same-sex partners and our out-of-wedlock™ offspring!!!  No chance to show Ellen™ our support by wearing a ribbon (what color is the Ellen-ribbon™?) at the Grammys™!!!  Well, North Carolina's™ little hometown label now has Hollywood™ offices, New York offices, and room for about 6 new bands to complete the image.  We'd like to thank Coach Dean Smith™, who quit in protest.  What color are the Kill Creek-ribbons?

Another Summer; Another Drummer!!!

Meet Matt. Mr. Matt Gilhasen joined the Kill Creek posse just in time to begin recording two new compilation tracks and a fresh new record. Soon after, the boat sank (this metaphor is going NOWHERE!) He had all the qualities we love in a drummer (a practice space), and is an extremely stable and attractive young man. Growing up, he lived next-door to George Brett. He is the proud owner of a German-Shepard female named Yeti. He is a veteran of Lawrence bands Dorthy, and Mountain Clyde. He also has a profound interest in real-estate, just like the last guy. We are taking applications for his replacement, despite the fact that he shows no signs of leaving. They never do.

Kill Creek Shows State Spirit; The Coolidge Records Compilation!!!

Home, home on the range.

As many of you know, Kill Creek has very strong roots (etymologically and otherwise) in Kansas history. For one, Kill Creek was an early township in Middle-Kansas that kinda died out in the early part of this century. It probably won't surprise any of our rabid fans that we live in Kansas. Also, Walt Disney™ is from Kansas, and went to college here in Lawrence, Kansas. Oh, the irony.

Well, some crackpot from New York / New Jersey named Jack decided that someone needed to make a compilation of all of the "official" state songs, done by bands from those states. If you have ever tried to organize a basketball game, you can imagine how hard it would be to organize 50 bands, but Jack managed to do just that. The results are remarkable (if you like state songs), and are going to be available soon. Our track brings new life to Kansas' State Song, "Home on the Range", and features long-time Lawrence jazz luminary Tommy Johnston blowing some horn magic, recent Lawrence addition John Alexander singing some stylish Bahamian-Scat styled vocals, and the Lawrence Central Junior-High School Honor-Choir, "Excalibur" (of which Scott was a member 16-years-ago) adding their touching cherubic voices (that, local rumor would have us believe, Mr. Walt Disney™ would have loved to be cherubically touching). The thing is a barrage of gently disparate Jazz influences, and is at times discomforting. So, lay your woman down, and sweeten her up with the Smoove-Mack-Jazz of Kill Creek. For details regarding this release, check with Coolidge Records.

Bring on the 'Zine!!!

While the rest of the hep, young, "now" kids are bringing on the Zen a-la 1998 (according to Time™, CNN™, and NPR™, among the young and impressionable, Buddah is back, and badder than ever), we are dragging behind everyone and, a-la 1985, we are bringing on the 'zine. We hope to be finishing up a mass-mailing featuring stickers, word-puzzles, Barney™ toys and pictures of our parents swimming in-the-buff. We know it is a nag, but the ONLY way to properly be entered into our database is to sign up (following directions to the tee) here.

Our Next Record: Whimsy!!!

We can't figure it out.... Mammoth™ showed us the door, yet certain individual associated with the organization continue to line our hearts with gold.  Thanks to support from the fine people at Mammoth™, our new pal Brad at Barber's Itch™ records, and some ex-Mammoth™ staffers, we have the courage and know-how to put the damn thing out ourselves; just like in the old days! While our tireless lawyer (the fearless Mr. Ferrara) works out the kinks with the next label to drop us, we have been talked into releasing Whimsy on our own.  Whimsy seemed like a fitting title after all we have been through over the past few ... uhhh ... decades, and the record is shaping up to bring an ass-kicking back to the sobbing, laconic style of Proving Winter Cruel.   Hell, the thing is sometimes downright upbeat.   Don't worry, the distribution won't (can't) be any worse than when ADA was behind our last release, and the radio promo will hopefully be just as swell as when Billy was still at our old label™. Boy are we excited!!! Dave™ will hardly sleep!!!

To Good Health!?!

For those of you who keep up, health in the Kill Creek camp is much better. Scott had a month-long operation featuring the gentle and beautiful Marilee McGinness yanking out three feet of his guts, but now he is feeling better, and eager for the next major trauma. The rest of the guys have been suspiciously healthy, and Scott has lawyers looking into this coincidence for a possible lawsuit. Pat is working on a novel. That might explain it all.

Our years at Mammoth™ were a mixed bag, but we'd love to have you drop a line to Steve Balcom, Betsy Wonnell, Lane Wurster, John Roper, Billy Mills, and Laura Labate to thank them for putting up with our records when they could (just click and send!).   Those guys can't do wrong, and we'd work for them anytime. You can't imagine what some of them have gone through sticking up for us, and putting up with us.  Really, please let them know that you appreciate thier efforts.  We sure do.

Oh yeah; stick around. There is much more to come.

[10/16/97]