A Message From The Amazing Kingfish


Welcome. My name is Kingfish Cappy Dick Nebuchadnezzar Odemus Winding Boy Improved Grand High Exalted Mystic Ruler, aka The Amazing Kingfish, and I am the world's foremost interpreter of the fine American music. Lesser musicians may try to deprecate my skills. They will tell you that so-and-so or some other fellow is better. But do not be deceived or misled by such claims. For as the Bible says, "Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves." There is only one "King" of blues, stomps and novelty tunes. Only I can render them in the authentic style of the day.

With kindest personal regards,

The Amazing Kingfish
Kingfish@TheAmazingKingfish.com 


Mom & Dad

Mom and Dad were pretty good musicians. Arbutus traveled around a lot, he had a job selling notions but guitar was his real passion.  Francis played the banjo quite well and they would pull out the instruments in the evening after dinner and run through a bunch of tunes.  I particularly remember "Bye Bye Blackbird" and "My Indiana Home".  They spent about every dime they made on records so I heard a lot of music growing up.