🎸 WBRD ARCHIVES UPDATE — THE OFFICIAL LINEUP OF ROUGH MIX
Filed under: Clemson Icons & Warehouse Warlords – Now With 32% More Nostalgia and 100% Less Shame

🎤 THE LEGENDARY LINEUP: ROUGH MIX, RAW & UNFILTERED

Straight from the bars of Clemson to the tracks of Atlanta, these were the troubadours of tailgates, the monarchs of midweek mayhem, and the original sound system of the Fun Bunch generation. Here’s the definitive lineup of Rough Mix, as verified by WBRD’s award-losing, bourbon-fueled fact-checking department:

🎸 Sean “Birdman” Gould
Singer-songwriter & Strat-slinger
A lyrical outlaw with a voice smoother than Southern bourbon and riffs that melted even the iciest coeds. From Clemson to Miami, Birdman rode a wave of chorus and chaos all the way to the Latin dance floors — and never looked back.

🥁 Phil Robinson
The Heartbeat & Lead Singer
Equal parts metronome and madman, Phil wasn’t just the drummer — he was the preacher, the pulse, the pulpit. His voice carried over Lake Hartwell like a gospel of groove.

🕊️Gone but NEVER forgotten — We lost the great Big Phil earlier this year to full-blown Clitoris. No, that’s not a typo. That’s Clitoral Myodysphoria Syndrome (CMDS) — a condition so rare, so mysterious, so inherently unprintable, that WBRD was banned from even Googling it at work. But if you ever heard Phil sing “Whipping Post” on a Thursday night at TD’s, you know the man didn’t just play the drums — he was the rhythm of a generation. RIP, Big Phil. The Funky Angels are now one tambourine short of keeping up with you.

🎤 Russell
Drums & Percussion
The wild card behind the kit. Known for throwing drumsticks, not tantrums — usually. He could rattle your ribs with a snare hit and then pour your drink after soundcheck.

🎹 Adam Morgan
Saxophone & Lead Tambourine
Yes, lead tambourine. Adam’s sax blew the roof off frat houses, and his tambourine solos were known to cause spontaneous pregnancies and minor property damage.

🪕 Stu Jordan
Bass Guitar
The philosopher bassist. Looked like he moonlighted as a blackjack dealer in Tijuana. Held the groove, the wisdom, and everyone’s weed — usually all at once.

🎷 Dave Kushabar
Bass & Guitar
Six strings or four, it didn’t matter — Dave made them scream. A musical chameleon who could make your mama cry with one note and your girlfriend leave you with the next.

🎼 Joey McCarthy
Drums
The youngest gun in the kit crew, Joey had the energy of a Jack Russell on Red Bull and the precision of a Swiss watch with a hangover.

🎸 Mike “Bone” McKinney
Drums
The man, the myth, the kick drum that cracked sidewalks. Rumor has it Bone once played a solo so intense it reversed a fraternity hazing decision.

🎙️ Blondie from the Clermont Lounge
Vocals (Warehouse Years)
The siren of the smoke machine. Blondie’s voice was gravel, glitter, and gasoline. She didn’t just sing — she testified. Half muse, half menace, and all magnetism.

🏚️ THE ATLANTA WAREHOUSE: MYTHICAL SESSIONS & BURNED TOAST

After Clemson, the band migrated to Atlanta like outlaw troubadours on parole. Their lair? A quasi-legal warehouse nestled dangerously close to the train tracks — where jam sessions turned into full-scale riots of rock ‘n roll debauchery.

They didn’t just practice there — they lived there. Ate, drank, wrote songs, lit furniture on fire (once on purpose), and hosted parties so infamous they were cited in local zoning meetings.

🐅 BACK IN CLEMSON: TAILGATES, TRADITION & TIGERS

To this day, the Rough Mix survivors — and a few unauthorized impersonators — reunite for Clemson game weekends. If you hear Strat riffs echoing from the Gentry Hall lot and smell barbecue with just a hint of tequila, you’ve found them.

Sometimes there’s music. Sometimes there’s just a Phil story and someone crying into a folding chair. Either way, it’s pure Fun Bunch magic.

📻 WBRD OFFICIAL STATUS: ROUGH MIX

• Condition: Semi-Functional, occasionally shirtless
• Reunion Frequency: Whenever parole, football, or psychic disturbances align
• Legacy: Still being written — most likely on a bathroom wall at Sloan Street Tap
• Message to the People: “Raise your drink, lower your standards, and keep the damn tambourine in the mix.”

🟣 FUN BUNCH CERTIFIED | WBRD APPROVED
“Don’t call it a comeback — they never left the tailgate.”

In loving memory of Big Phil — and all the souls who kept the groove alive.