Jimmy and Kyle met in a record shop, where Kyle noticed that Jimmy knew an intimidating amount about an awful lot, particularly bands. Within three exchanges of words, Kyle asked him, “do you want to join a band and go on tour all summer?” (He said yes.) Jimmy plays guitar, saxophone, and keyboards. He is the secret weapon in The Anatomy of Frank’s “party animal” arsenal. Jimmy is the calmest member of the band, and yet has a record-breaking number of stories that end in “and then the cops came, and I walked away before they saw me.” He loves watching B-list horror flicks, sleeping on the floor, reading bathroom graffiti, and sometimes wearing glasses.
The average layman might think Chris to be the world’s model do-gooder. Perhaps the hardest-working drummer in the music industry, Chris teaches drums to whole universities, coaches at a Crossfit gym, researches everything, and helps old women cross the street. To those who know him, however, Chris is a reliable source of unthinkably lewd stories, action, and feats of demanding physical prowess. Often, Chris is the real boss during practice when Kyle worries that demanding another take would be tyrannical. In a typical week he has worked 60 hours. He bakes amazing gluten-free brownies.
Founder of The Anatomy of Frank, and a lover of the smell of paperback books. Most do not suspect it, but Kyle cannot remember any melodies he hears and has to write down nearly all musical ideas when they occur to him, or else they are lost forever. He lives in a cabin in the middle of the woods of central Virginia, and spends his time looking at maps, playing guitar, feeding a wood stove, and building mountain bike jumps. At any given moment he is usually dreaming about a foreign land and scheming a way to put on a concert there. He is the only member of the band with a mountain in his name (Mount Woolard. Google it now.).
Jonas, known among the band as Jo-nasty, created a bit of a flurry when he joined the band and learned all of the songs by heart in only a few weeks. This feat, combined with his status as the only Frankster with west coast cred, has given him a bit of a godlike status within the band. Jonas hails from Pasadena, California and is able to end genocidal conflicts with his smile. It is his life goal to be in a Sister Act 2-esque movie, in which he inspires a group of troubled children. He loves Christmas and giraffes, even though he is neither religious nor endorsed by giraffes. He is the only tattooed member of The Anatomy of Frank. Yes, it is a Harry Potter tattoo.
An enigma that continues to unfold even within the band, Erik seems to be a Russian-speaking, music-making, film-acting, dissonance-loving vegan who is every bit as enticing as his hair. If provoked, Erik can turn music into mathematics, introduce you to a band you’ve never heard of and will love, and charm you into playing notes on an instrument that you didn’t think could or should ever be played. He is a native of Richmond and has played rock, jazz, marching percussion, and innumerable other styles throughout his short life. A man of remarkable consistency, Erik seems to only have one mood: awesome.