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Flintz Tone

Flintz Tone

Dauntless leader of our melodious band of singers. He pushes, prods, cajoles, drives, and occasionally threatens our talented pirate performers into entertaining thousands of people at events all around the mid-Atlantic area. He has a rare combination of organization, drive, musicality, and cluelessness that allows the group to enjoy what they do, yet keep focused on improving--lest they get keelhauled.

Half Tone

Half Tone

Many years ago, an infant boy was brought into this world crying rivers and screaming blue murder. Then, after calming down, his mother (Greta Witt) took a one look at her son and named him Half. She then promptly bundled him up in an old bag, wrapped a cowbell around his neck, and dropped him in the river out to sea…proving that you can laugh all the way to the bank.

Over the years, he drifted between foster families – the Past family, the Pints, even newlyweds Geoffrey and Amanda Baked – until he was old enough to seek his fortune on the sea.

In 2012, as a part of their "take-pity-on-the-musically-impaired-in-exchange-for-a-handsome-government subsidy" program, Flintz and the other Tones opened their arms, hid their wallets, and welcomed him aboard.

Ring Tone

Ring Tone

Aye, a cousin story is good - but I be a pirate daughter! With Flintz as me Dad, it ‘twasn’t the three “R’s” I learned but the three “M’s” - Mischief, Mayhem, and Music.

But though the first crew I joined was fiercely loyal, they were fiercely wild as well. For every time they saved my life, they got me near killed twice more. One night we’d snuck ashore to plunder a lively fishing village - when one of the mates got himself locked up, grog-blind and without a stitch o’ clothes. It took all my charms, all my shore leave, and all my gold to pry us free. Tired and empty-pursed, I decided 'twere time to return to me father's third "M." Now instead of springing locks I’m singing shanties - and everyone's pockets get full.

Plank Tone

Plank Tone

Documenting the way the stars crawled their way over the night sky until dawn was how I started my career. Later, I chartered honest passage across the Atlantic, but found myself out of money faster than I could finish my studies. I traded my work for silver and scientific supplies with the Motley Tones. They threw in a concertina, and now I’m sailing long beyond my contract.

Hails Tone

Hails Tone

I love long walks on the beach, singing ballads and parting honest sailors from their silver. I trailed some sailors onto a nearby ship only to find they were pirates! They found me to be a woman and were planning on throwing me overboard for fear of my luck. But, around dusk, my light fingers lifted the keys off of the cabin boy and I dove into the ocean with my pockets full of silver. I nearly drowned; but, made it to shore sopping wet and quite a bit wealthier.

My hunger for adventure was ignited. I signed on with the Motley Tones shortly thereafter and have been trading shanties and ballads for silver ever since.

Kit Tone

Kit Tone

Ahoy there, Kit Tone is the name! In me homeport of Charlotte, I used to sing and play the whistle for the customers in the family's tavern. People would come from all over to hear and see me beauty--at least that's how I tell it. As soon after I was old enough to try the beer though, me father kicked me out for loving to mug too much. (I may have also too often liberated fine things from his lady patrons as well.) I looked to the sea for the next adventure. Piracy seemed like a good match seeing as I have a fondness for pretty things and a good time with the mates. Fate brought me to the Motley Tones where I can sing all day and party all night!

String Tone

String Tone

At an early age, I began pursuing my passion for music and the violin at Traighli Bay Conservatory. Since this crew sailed into town with tar still on their pigtails, I'm also learning the Motley ways of life. It is quite the adventure. (Don't tell my parents.)

Rhinez Tone

Rhinez Tone

I am called Rhinez Tone after all the shiny jewels I used to take from slow moving ships and even slower moving sailors. And speaking of which, while patching my fishnets (’cause you can’t catch the big ones with torn fishnets) I noticed a folically challenged fortune seeker staggering out of a pub. Putting my considerable wenchy charms to work, I quickly drug[ged] him to the altar before he sobered up. Now, he’s my first mate (and better Half) and we spend our days at sea . . . robbing, pillaging and singing (occasionally on pitch) with the rest of the family on our piratical ship of fools. I love puppies, long walks on moonlit beaches, and dosing and rolling whalers during my spare time.

Copper Tone

Copper Tone

Permit me to introduce myself - I’m Copper Tone.

I was named after me gorgeous, fiery red hair. Truly, I’ve led an elemental life (all puns intended)! I am an accomplished chanteuse, Irish tin whistle player, and everything else a 17th century lass should be. I wed a good man with a great passion for the sea; we dreamed of a family. But the sea had other plans - he died during a storm after only a year. With me cousin, Bell Tone (mysteriously widowed herself), I turned to piracy to survive. And you know what they say--pirate women are good for two things! So it is that we joined forces with the most formidable pirates to ever sing a shanty.

Fire S. Tone

Fire S. Tone

He was always the black sheep of his very respectable Scottish family. But a couple o' years ago he tried to make amends by using his connections to supply his brothers' regiment with kilts on the cheap. But a new crop of lusty young barmaids came to town, and a new tavern opened down the way. . .and before he knew it the kilts had been mouldering away in the barn for nigh on two months. He managed to get them to the regiment just in time, but between the moth holes and the lice they didn't make quite the desired impression. His dad kicked him out of clan and out of the country, leaving him an aimless wanderer til Flintz took him on to brew the whiskey and beat the drum.

Bell Tone

Bell Tone

Charmed to meet ye - I be Bell Tone! Let me tell ye the tale of how I came to crew with The Motley Tones.

Before the Tones, I was settled down for good with a good man - till I found out my “good” man was chasin’ every bit o’ skirt that walked the docks, that is. So one day, as the result of some judicially applied rat poison in his favorite game pie, me husband met his sudden and demise. But I learned quickly that life for a widow in the 1700s was no bed of roses. I had to use of all me wiles (and not just me operatic soprano voice) to make ends meet. When me cousin Copper lost her husband to the sea, we joined the others and began taking the Atlantic coast by storm.

Quarter Tone

Quarter Tone

Mandolin player and general quartermaster, he is half the man Half-Tone is, but twice the size. He is a true Shark of the Open Sea, having practiced law for many years, now he helps us evade the local militias on land and sea, while performing dazzling feats of music and word-play.