BIO
The Whippets formed one grey winter's day several years ago in the Merrie City of
Wakefield. Chris had to retire from his dream career as Herr Whip, his village's local
mock-German Ice Cream Man, following a traumatic drive-by Juicy Lucy attack by his
rival and sworn enemy Monsieur Whip.
Former model Danny also retired on that day, following a high profile Grattan Catalogue
shoot, which he was sure he could never beat. The catwalks of Emley and Denby Dale
have still not fully recovered from losing the three time winner of 'Wakefield East
District Rear of the Year'.
Dean was gaining somewhat of a reputation as a champion grower of giant marrows, but
didn't like the pressure being thrust upon him by 'Obscene Marrow Weekly' and other
like-minded publications, who regarded him as the saviour of the vegetable growing
movement.
Dave felt his career as shoe-shine boy in Lofthouse Gate, Wakefield's thriving financial
district, had lost direction.
All four members independently made their way to Wrenthorpe Working Men's Club on
that cold, cold night, where something amazing happened. A mysterious stranger put
'Whip It' by Devo on the jukebox and the four kindred spirits were united on the dance
floor. By the time the song had finished and had been replaced by the highly superior
'Spaceman by Babylon Zoo', the band had already decided they would be called The Whippets
and set out to make a right old racket, which brings us to today...
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