It's been said many times in many different ways:

"What the world really needs is another Rock &Roll band."

The Wheels ARE that band.

"Rock and roll is theft", Joe Strummer once claimed. If this axiom holds true, then The Wheels just might have some of the stickiest fingers of all time. They have gone to great lengths to cherry pick the choicest vibes, feels, grooves, ideas, and moments from all decades of Rock & Roll's glorious history, including side excursions to numerous other related musical territories. In the process they have managed to rip off everyone and everything worth ripping off, and are quite proud of it. 'Eclectic' doesn't even begin to describe it.

Moving deftly from Classic Rock to Punk to Rockabilly to Funk to Pop to Heavy Metal to Country to Latin to Jazz to Surf to anything else they feel like, The Wheels don't give an audience the chance to get bored. People stick around to see what's coming next and The Wheels keep them guessing all night long. Comparing The Wheels to other bands simply isn't fair to the other bands. Most Jukeboxes don't even have this kind of range. With original music like this the notion of playing cover tunes seems decidedly quaint and anticlimactic.

 Shaun

There are drummers and there are drummers.

Then there are drummer's drummers. This guy is a drummer's drummer's drummer, well worth the fifty-something auditions it took to find him.

Shaun has FEEL. Shaun has RANGE. Shaun has some serious CHOPS.

He is capable of playing Neil Peart's scariest licks with his left hand while he apes Buddy Rich with his right. Meanwhile, all five toes of his left foot are all simultaneously tapping out rhythms in different time signatures and his right foot is mixing a pitcher of margaritas. All while watching midget porn on the television.

It simply must be seen to be believed...

Debbie

Everyone's favorite Wheel.

Our Lady of Perpetual Motion. The Goddess of Thunder. The Fat Bottom Girl that makes the Rocking World go Round.

It's been said that no band is better than its bassist and this one proves the point. Much more talented than her punk roots will let her admit, Debbie is 107 lbs. of pure rock solid groove. You know she ain't just thumping root notes...

And despite having cultivated a persona that makes Johnny Rotten seem personable and a work ethic that makes Sid Vicious look like an overachiever, she manages to remain beyond reproach.

Why? Because she's just that good....

Michael

The Ace of Cups. Rocking you all with a Les Paul. Keeping it alive on the 335. The Master of Disaster with the Telecaster. All that with a Strat. In the Know with the Dobro... You get the point, he plays a mean guitar.

He also does the singing, writes the songs, and cracks the whip…

Suffering from the problem of enjoying far to many different styles of music to play any one thing all night long, Michael figured that it was either play in ten different bands or form one band that could do it all. A challenging task for sure, but he was just crazy enough to try it.

It was no piece of cake, but with Debbie and Shaun's help he has managed to forge a sound that is every bit as schizophrenic as he is.

Once, maybe twice in a generation does talent of this magnitude converge. But don't look for The Wheels to go the Superstar route anytime soon.

As Michael says: "F**k the hype, we're just in it for the kicks".

Come experience the magic for yourself as the past, present, and future of Rock & Roll collide in a glorious supernova of transcendental orgiastic bliss.

Come experience The Wheels.