The 6 Packers

The 6 Packers founders were born in a barn in the small town of Dairy Air, Wisconsin. With blizzard conditions and no electricity as a result, the parents of Karl and Knute were forced to give birth to the twin boys in a stall in the barn huddled next to a large guernsey for to utilize it’s body heat. Despite the unsanitary conditions, the twins were licked clean by the cow to the delight of their parents and to the chagrin of Doc. Svenske. Some say this would have a profound affect on the two for the rest of their lives. This would serve as the beginning of a long life of overcoming adversity. Later that day, the Packers also overcame, beating the Chicago Bears 7-6.

When the children were young, they found themselves in the care of Doc. Svenske again. The two boys were peeing on an electric fence in unison when a shock to the system occurred, melding the two in a way we can only painfully imagine. The two heard a strange music as if they became an antenna, tuning in to a higher station. When they awoke, Karl and Knute were inseperable. When one boy broke a limb, they both wore a cast. And when one failed fourth grade, they both would be held behind.

The boys loved music from an early age. Their exposure to musical styles was limited, however, due to the poor family’s radio that had a broken dial, leaving them only to hear an occasional polka tune between the farm reports. It was on this station out of Mauston that they first heard the Beer Barrel Polka. It was this rousing rendition by Stan Spangler and the Stoughton Steermen, that would send the young boys into a fit of musical rage tearing apart the modest home. This unsetteling feeling is evident to this day in their body of work.

As teenagers, they spent their long summer days on the farm beating out rhythms to the milking machine, and plucking melodies they heard from the chicken coop. Tilling the back field listening to the old John Deere 720 “plop-plop-plop,” the boys became mezmorized and began a journey that would take them half-way around the county.

Karl and Knute began saving their egg money to buy their first instruments. When they turned twenty-two their parents gave them a guitar and a drum set for their high school graduation. They would never live on the farm again.
The two young men landed a gig touring with Vic Vaclavik and the Viroqua Vickers, a favorite Kickapoo Valley polka outfit. While they were only hired as road crew, they got to experience American Legion Halls and VFW’s across Vernon County, from La Farge to Genoa. Bigger things were out there, and they aimed to find it.

Karl and Knute eventually made it to the big city of Green Bay. Once there, the two boys got jobs in a warehouse, packing wurst. Under the influence of the big city lights, they took actual lessons and shaped a new and exciting form of rock-n-roll.
The 6 Packers got their name one morning after breakfast, the most important meal of the day, a six-pack of brewski’s, and decided that was as good a name as any. So what the heck.

Go Pack Go! was written out of love for the team, and is the first and only release by The 6 Packers.