One crisp October morning in 2003 at the now defunct Montana Coffee Shop in downtown Minneapolis, we said, "Screw it. The worst that can happen is that we'll have to get real jobs again." We weren't pushed out of the corporate nest. We jumped.
People ask, "Why Banjo Brothers?". The name was born over beers one night while we sketched photos of co-joined hillbilly twins while making "Deliverance" themed jokes. This is still our idea of a productive meeting. The point is, we probably weren't cut out for the cube farm.
We had a good name for the business but the niggling question was, "now what?" A trip to the local bike shop was the spark. On the shelf was a thinly-featured, over-priced, totally underwhelming seat bag. The rest kids, is history.
The Banjo Brothers (not brothers) pictured above are Eric Leugers (left) and Mike Vanderscheuren (right). They live and work in Minneapolis with very patient and understanding wives. Each Banjo Brother has a daughter and a lovable pooch and a whole garageful of bikes.