Slugger O’Toole is a Southern California-based Celtic trad/rock quartet who share a passion for the drinking, fighting & work songs of Ireland. We hail from the four corners, and were thrown together by our mutual love of the music and culture. Slugger concocts a lethal brew of foot-stomping classics, deft instrumentals and four-part a cappella killers. Everybody sweats, everybody sings! Slugger’s live shows at the Ford Amphitheatre, the LA County Irish Fair, the Kern County Celtic Music Festival, Molly Malone’s, O’Brien’s on Main, The Auld Dubliner and The Banshee have been (favorably) compared to “being punched in the face with a fistful of shamrocks.” Slainte!
Matt Foyer (Mandolin, Pennywhistles, Flute) An enigma! A man of few words! A mysterious presence with the voice of an ancient pirate, he doesn’t so much play his mandolin as punish it. He would like nothing more than to make you weep with a stirring melody coaxed with a feather-light touch from his battered old flute, and then kick your ass for being a cry-baby.
Dan Harper (Guitar) A true libertine with a lust for life and a fondness for enjoying the finer things, Dan has the gift of the gab and the presence of mind to tell you all about it! Storyteller, raconteur, Renaissance man, he’s quick with a joke, but deadly serious about rocking the joint when the band takes the stage.
Johnny “The Box” McKenna (Button Accordion, Bodhran) The son of Irish immigrants from Leitrim and Longford, Johnny is a proud Narrowback and a great Yankee fan. You can find him in his basement digging through crates of old vinyls, looking for an obscure tune that he can squeeze through the bellows of his auld mother’s Baldoni button box for the simple joy of blowing your mind with the beauty of it. John is a regular performer with Kerry Records.
Tim “Clogh” McNamara (Bass) The luckiest man you know. Tim shreds on the guitar but picked up the bass when 30 years of Marshall-stack abuse and sitting too close to the goal siren at Red Wings games finally took their toll on his hearing. Now he plays by feeling the waves of vibration coming up through the soles of his soul. If he‟s smiling at you with that crazy look in his eyes, you probably did something right. And don’t ask about the “Clogh” story, because you don’t want to know.