Now Broadcasting From A Heated Basement In Traverse City
KBD
Unreasonable Amounts of Funk.
Traverse City, MI // Est. 2025 // Heating Season Compliant
First Show: Done · Sept 26 · thebailey.studiorecording forthcomingScroll
Unreasonable Amounts of Funk.
Traverse City, MI // Est. 2025 // Heating Season Compliant
First Show: Done · Sept 26 · thebailey.studiorecording forthcomingKBD is not a jam band.
It is a rhythm section with a keyboard problem.
Formed in a basement with too many keyboards and not enough outlets. The trio operates on a single principle: tight execution, loose inhibition, and a gear-to-gig ratio that concerns our families.
Brings four keyboards. Plays two. Insists all four were necessary. Has tripped a breaker in every venue within forty miles and apologized to none of them. Also trumpet — whether the song asks for it or not. As of this fall: flugelhorn. The flugelhorn gets asked for even less. Ted likes the flugelhorn.
Plays the notes you feel in your chest. The pedalboard has its own zip code and a waiting list. Nobody knows what half the pedals do. Including Denny. Especially Denny.
Keeps time like it owes him money. Will switch to 7/8 without filing the paperwork, then look at you like you're the problem. The reason there's a groove, and the reason it's this deep.
KBD is three guys, but the stage holds more. We call in the region's finest whenever a song demands it — provided they can tolerate our volume and our opinions about cable management.
Every track in the vault can be re-broadcast through Retroizer — a machine that takes our music and plays it back from mid-July 1988, over the PA, in the toy aisle at Kmart.
Is it the same song? Legally, yes. Spiritually, it is now coming from a ceiling speaker thirty feet away while someone pages a manager. We did not need this technology. We use it constantly.
Free. External. Unsupervised. KBD LLC accepts no liability for nostalgia-related incidents, phantom Icee cravings, or sudden awareness of time's passage. It's free. The past is not.
The debut. For one night the trio was a quartet — very special guest Brian Doyle on guitar, an instrument we technically have no department for. Nothing tripped a breaker that didn't deserve it. A recording exists. It will be announced when it's ready, and not a moment sooner.
Raw, unfiltered studio broadcasts. No polish. No safety net. No idea what key we're in until the second chorus. Join the list. Two emails a year, max. Mostly apologies.
Booking, collabs, and noise complaints all land in the same inbox. Replies go out in order of funkiness.
info@kbdtrio.com