One dark and stormy night, at the scrapyard looking for parts, Corwin Bolt encountered four Wingnuts. Each one with an instrument in hand, they needed a banjo player to complete their group and fulfill their destiny. Instead, they met Corwin, and the rest is history.

On that fateful day, Corwin Bolt & The Wingnuts was formed. Since then they have been filling beer halls with junkyard jive and haunting parties with jangly chords and ragtime residue. The screwloose melodies put a little extra fizz in your drink and a little stagger in your swagger.