Skunk Ruckus is an Asheville, NC-based outfit. The line-up consists of Mr. Jim Daddy on lead vocals, banjo and bass drum, Maxxx Steel on bass and vocals, and Dr. Dave on guitar.

Three piece self described hillbilly gutrock band....
This is a high energy group that is steeped in tradition but embraces a punk rock ethic and have been featured in the WNC area at venues and festivals, toured with and opened for national touring bands such as Southern Culture On The Skids, The Sawyer Family, The Goddamn Gallows, Cutthroat Shamrock, Pierce Edens and Filthy Still.

Most bands don’t take it far enough. Rock isn’t dead. Blues isn’t dead. Fuck that. There will always be a sweet spot for music where Blues and Punk hit. Legitimate idea of what happens when hard mountain blues meets old school CBGBs New York punk. Here’s the Dirty Badgers. Think “New York Dolls.” Think “White Stripes.” Think Pussy Galore’s version of “Rocks Off.” The idea that a gang can stand up and play something real – that’s still real. From the mountain blues side - fucking Duke, dirty gas-station attendant, saw him at a Halloween show with a skull painted over his face, local phenom, fronts the band. If Black Francis of The Pixies is the voice of God – Duke is his holy son. No shit. It isn’t fair that someone can sing like that. Wild beard, nerd spectacles, Saxy Dave punches you with a wave of sax noise, sax shit pinning you back. Hollering into the mic, yelling, testifying, speaking in tongues. Saxy Dave and Duke lead the madness of the stage show – seriously fear for their safety – because you don’t get there without life and madness and shit – and when you go so far out there you can’t get back. Scott Stetson on guitar and Scott Spinner on bass from the mean streets of NY and Agustin hammering on the drums. Those boys are supposed to be holding things together but they’re following their mates into the dark woods. Nothing good happens in the deep forest. See them live. The air changes. The bar fills up. Women are dancing before the stage. Duke cries out: “make me feel alright – make me feel alright!” Gutter Blues is their best number to date – a driving statement of desperation and desire. They have a growing handful of originals that are all hard and true and bleed. It’s real. This is the real thing. They’ve sinned and done wrong and been broken and pulled themselves up to fight again.

An all-american classic circus sideshow, combining timeless acts of shock and amazement with a punk rock presentation, and a dirty south attitude. The result is a uniquely modern experience; unlike anything else in today's entertainment industry!

Tinderbox Circus Sideshow is one of the last remaining traveling "ten-in-ones" in the country. Our show consists of a variety of working acts, girlie shows (or burlesque), and classic carnival appeal. Our acts range from the classic circus side tent including The Human Blockhead, The Human Pincushions, the Bed of Nails, Clowning, & Fire Eating...to more daredevil stunts the likes of Balancing on Wine Glasses, Eating Glass, Body Piercing Weight Lifting, & our personal favorite...BREAKING THINGS ON THINGS!

They're the one-stop shop for all things icky in entertainment! Between Captain Darron's miraculous nose, dangerous juggling, and high threshold for pain, whimsically white trash fantastic award-winning performer Trashique's alluring ears, deadly figure, and non stop sing song energy, AND the most disgusting woman in sideshow, Devereaux Dollface...they never fail to astound, arouse, and disgust audiences across the nation! The trio spends their time scheming, plotting, and planning to dislodge your stomach contents and leave you screaming for more!