Lon Magenta was raised in Virginia on the sounds of The Byrds, Willie Nelson, Delbert McClinton, Hank Williams, Jr., Tony Joe White, Lynyrd Skynyrd and others. He moved to St. Louis with only the shirt on his back reading "Future Ex-Wife Approved," and founded Atomic Junkshot with Denzel Whitewell, who ultimately retired after a tragic llama-training accident took the use of his hands and genitals. From the start, Magenta was the band's primary songwriter and rhythm guitarist, and Atomic’s spirit grew from his disdain for electronic music. He was determined to pair the analog sounds of country, rock and blues with a sarcastic lyrical edge — following in the footsteps of his heroes like Ray Wylie Hubbard, Steve Earle and Kermit the Frog. The band quickly built a large and dedicated underground following playing predominately in gentlemen's clubs and honkytonks. Entering the 2000s, after remaining silent about social issues prior, Magenta began advocating for causes like increasing artist compensation, using tire burning farms as clean energy sources, the dangers of "hick hop" country music being spread by Florida Georgia Line and Sam Hunt, and eliminating legal protections for vegans.
Some people have sexually dynamic dreams, yet are startled awake immediately before the conclusion. Some people, however, have dreams of being a rock star and playing in front of thousands upon thousands of adoring fans after only picking up a guitar or sitar for the first time just five minutes before stepping on stage. But that’s not Manny Jordan — Atomic Junkshot's “utility” maestro playing the cello, banjo, guitar and bass dependent upon the need. James Brown would be proud as he’s one of the hardest working musicians playing today. A native of Chicago who at a young age had hair surgically implanted on his back and shoulders purely for warmth, aerodynamics and rugged good looks — Jordan has always dreamt big, exceptionally bold and unquestionably sexy. Beyond holding the steadfast belief that he was ordained to kick it hard and funky in the greatest honkytonk band this side of a Gordon Lightfoot revival, Jordan’s dream is one of being at a Florida Georgia Line concert wearing a tank-top reading "Sleeves are Bullshit,” snacking on peanut butter cups, and standing amongst thousands of fans who also want rights for his bare arms.
Since replacing Joey Baals as Atomic's drummer, Joey Mack has remained unobtrusive and calculating. His vision is thought to emerge from the ether of creativity itself, as a fawn bursts from its mother's uterus. Contrived? Perhaps, just as jesters prance on the river's edge only to discover a golden chalice filled with angel blood. Mack was born in winter near Minneapolis in a moving van to a masculine dentist and beautiful certified public accountant with three hands. He grew proud and strong, wearing tight underpants reading "Meat Sweats," relentless in his work ethic. A sublime percussionist talent in the spirt of Ginger Baker, Neil Peart and the Muppets' Animal — Mack has the ability to craft powerfully melodic sounds, an unmatched rhythm and has the hand dexterity to provide remarkable shoulder rubs. Frontman Lon Magenta generally asks other bandmates to play along with his delusions — a request others generally abide by. But with passions rooted in funk and prog rock and inspired by modern folk pioneers like Lord Huron, The Oh Hellos and Gregory Alan Isakov — Mack brings a unique, jazz-infused take on Atomic’s outlaw country soun
Hal Edwards was born in a seaside village on Delaware's coast. His father worked as an auto mechanic, his mother a commercial fisherman who played guitar and flute in a Jethro Tull tribute band called Meth So Dull. From an early age, Edwards’ mother inspired his passion for soap operas, guitar and fresh flounder. At 19, after losing his taste for seafood and prog flute, he moved to East St. Louis with only the shirt on his back and hat on his head reading "Delaware Shart Club" to work in shipping and arch building. He labored by day while dreaming of rock'n'roll stardom and passionately swimming in the gentle tides of the Atlantic coastline. At night, he brought his music dreams to life, DJing and playing guitar in gentlemen's clubs across southern Illinois. In 2010, his Ted Nugent tribute band 3 Nut Salute opened for Air Supply, which was opening for Atomic Junkshot at the Freedom, Fire Arms & Fireworks festival in St. Charles, Missouri. There, Edwards met Lon Magenta and a unique, unbreakable kinship was formed. One year later, that chance meeting with Magenta in a port-a-john behind a stage while high on molly paved the way for Edwards to join Atomic Junkshot following the tragic llama training accident by former guitarist Denzel Whitewell. And the rest, as they say, is his story…and history. Either way, he's in the band.
Bassist Clay Mudd was raised in a small town in north central Mississippi, living in a two-room cabin with his mother and half-sister. At the age of seven he began honing his musical talents on a borrowed lap steel guitar at a nearby open-air train station under the tutelage of famed bluesman “Kool” Walker Walker. But he tired of the slow pace of life in the Mississippi Delta, and at the age of 16, dropped music and hitchhiked his way to Los Angeles. There, he worked odd jobs in restaurants, on pornographic film sets and sold hats and underpants reading "Shart Free" on the Santa Monica Pier. Finally, Mudd was inspired to enter a different aspect of performance — landing a role as a stunt double for actor Denver Dell Pyle, best known as Uncle Jesse Duke on The Dukes of Hazzard. It began his rather lengthy career as a stuntman and fluffer. But Mudd would rediscover his passion for music again, picking up the bass guitar and ultimately becoming accomplished enough to sit-in for studio gigs with bands like The Byrds, Bread, Tuna & the Fisherman, Winger, the Doobie Brothers, White Lion and Red Nipple Coming among others. After The Dukes of Hazzard ended, he decided to put stunt work behind him and moved east, landing in the Midwest where he joined Atomic Junkshot shortly after the band was formed.
When people ask Atomic Junkshot harmonica player and vocalist "Mudcat" Joe Wray when or where he was born or about his upbringing, he often looks off into the distance, takes a long drag off of his menthol cigarette and sips warm whiskey, but offers no semblance of an answer. It is not that Mudcat doesn't want to answer the questions, but rather, he does not have an appropriate nor specific answer. That's because few people actually know where Mudcat comes from or when he catapulted from the uterus of his mother, if that happened at all. In fact, there are rumors that he is the product of either miraculous conception or merely forged from molten steel in a medium-quality mill near Granite City, Illinois, during or just after the Bronze Age. But again, no one is quite certain, especially Mudcat himself. What is known about him, however, is that Mudcat is a deeply experienced blues harp player and considered somewhat of a harmonica "savant" — along with owning a hearty baritone voice — by those familiar with his deft musical capabilities.
With a decorated collection of European multi-platinum artists under management, in 1997, Svein Suede decided to try his luck across the Atlantic, signing Atomic Junkshot — his first American act. The son of noted Swedish jazz musicians, Suede had dreams of following in his parents’ footsteps until a bus accident near Schwartzwald, German
With a decorated collection of European multi-platinum artists under management, in 1997, Svein Suede decided to try his luck across the Atlantic, signing Atomic Junkshot — his first American act. The son of noted Swedish jazz musicians, Suede had dreams of following in his parents’ footsteps until a bus accident near Schwartzwald, Germany, took the use of his fingers and left eye. But Suede's prolific knowledge of the music industry paved a pathway into management, particularly with punk bands in France, Italy, Spain, Norway and Sweden — helping them find audiences and build lucrative careers. He periodically refers to those early, drug-induced years on the road as, “Champagne on a beer budget," often competing in competitive bearding events for spare cash and adding obscure tattoos in each country they visited. But the grind built expertise and his legend in successfully managing emerging bands grew. Under his guidance, noted French punk rock band Serpents en Pantalone exploded in popularity — opening for Tenacious D, Metallica and Gordon Lightfoot — and he grew so close with so many of his colleagues that Jack Black attributes the beast in the Tenacious D song "Tribute" to Suede after a bar fight in Aix et Provence.
A longtime rodeo clown medic and bull washing support technician, Kliff Klout has served as Chief Touring Technician for Atomic Junkshot since 1997. A resident of St. Petersburg, Fla., who was the recipient of the world's first primate-to-human double nipple transplant surgery, Klout leads the technician and support personnel who travel
A longtime rodeo clown medic and bull washing support technician, Kliff Klout has served as Chief Touring Technician for Atomic Junkshot since 1997. A resident of St. Petersburg, Fla., who was the recipient of the world's first primate-to-human double nipple transplant surgery, Klout leads the technician and support personnel who travel with the band on tour, handling every aspect of the concert production experience including back-stage grooming.
The third-cousin of actor Aaron Paul, Atomic Junkshot publicist Ari Paul built his career as a deputy press secretary in the Clinton White House, notably managing media strategy around the Monica Lewinksy scandal and Whitewater investigation. But the day-to-day rigors of politics grew tiring and Paul left Washington to work in Los Angeles
The third-cousin of actor Aaron Paul, Atomic Junkshot publicist Ari Paul built his career as a deputy press secretary in the Clinton White House, notably managing media strategy around the Monica Lewinksy scandal and Whitewater investigation. But the day-to-day rigors of politics grew tiring and Paul left Washington to work in Los Angeles on behalf of emerging and established music acts. In 2002, he was working with Spandau Ballet in Scottsdale, Arizona, when he saw Atomic Junkshot performing at the Orpheum Theatre in Phoenix. Paul was struck by the band's stage presence, frontman Lon Magenta's lyrical tension, and Atomic's thundering hooks. He met the band afterwards in the Scottsdale bar Giligin's, and the rest, as they say, is his....story.