Racer Session #028 | Shmootzi the Clod | August 1, 2010

“Shmootzi the Clod—born Drew Keriakedes—looks like a gutter dandy from the fun part of hell: thin as a bone, sharp as a blade, and with more than a little crazy in his eyes. Shmootzi can swallow a dagger and pound a nail into his nose, but his great gift is music. He writes lewd ditties ("I’ve got a red-hot pussy for sale”) and mournful ballads (“Good-bye Southern men/You treat your women like dogs/They’re beaten and starved for love”), then plays them on a whole trunkful of instruments. His ragged, soulful pipes are the envy of every person who’s heard them. Shmootzi is a town treasure.“ -the Stranger

This week, The Racer Sessions is(are?) honored to welcome the one and only Shmootzi the Clod. For those of you who don’t know Shmootzi, he was one of the leading forces in the freelance circus troupe, Circus Contraption. He now leads a group of his own, God’s Favorite Beefcake. Shmootzi will be presenting a suite of new pieces with a group of Racer Sessions regulars. He calls the group "Sister Mary Fuckface.”

Shmootzi is also the person who organizes music at Cafe Racer and came up with the idea to have a Free Jazz Night, which would later turn into The Racer Sessions. THANKS A MILLION, SHMOOTZI!!!!!

See you Sunday