Carlson Nightly
Don’t go see Carlson Nightly and the Smooth Shifters if you don’t like getting funked. Nightly and the Shifters will give it to you all night if you want it, and they don’t mind getting a little dirty. Currently hailing from Denver, Nightly and the Shifters began as a chance meeting. Nightly, leaving the truck stop lounge, walked across the street to the neighborhood porn store, currently providing employment to a certain drummer. Enter Maurice Manchild. Having worked in the industry before, he’d established somewhat of a following. The one time star was now slinging his own movies from behind the counter of that particular smut shop. “I saw this guy come in, and I knew he was gonna be trouble.” Nightly had stumbled in to use the bathroom. “He was filthy, he smelled like puke; I think he was at the end of some epic bender. I threw him out.” The next evening, still drunk, Nightly stumbled into the bar where Manchild, Chance and Stockton were the house band. Midway through the set, Nightly jumped on stage and grabbed the mic. And the rest is well, history.
