The Chasers story begins one dark and stormy night many years ago, when singer/guitarist Posh (just Posh... like Kylie) was introduced to his long-lost sister Jen. Having grown up independently the two were shocked to find they'd turned out a lot alike. They liked the same music; they liked the same clothes... More importantly, they hated the same stupid shit that masqueraded for rock music in those days (and, sadly, still does). United in cultural disgust, Posh and Jen swore to form a band that would bring the noise to the kids in the same way Iggy, Keef, Dee Dee, Patti and the rest had to them.Filling time by cutting their teeth in such Glasgow scene luminaries as punk-metal bastards Minus 3 and feted alt-rockers Mangara, Posh and Jen set to work finding like-minded souls who could share their vision of straight-up no-bullshit good-time rock and roll (deciding early on that the roll was just as important as the rock...). The first to volunteer their services was Bryan, of infamous local Mediocore pioneers Yer Maw... Bryan impressed them by being the only person they'd ever met enthusiastic enough about music to make them look bitter and cynical. The search for a drummer was long and arduous... Many a fine drummer failed the rigorous audition process. Posh and Jen knew that 'good enough' wasn't good enough and that whoever filled the drum stool would have to be more than just a musician, he had to be a brother (or, even better, a sister). Fate would provide the perfect foil for our formerly luckless heroes. The enigmatic Lord Zoltarg would set them up with a fellow Wishaw native they'd somehow overlooked. Metal Steve looked at this ragtag band of wannabe rockers with their hopes, their dreams and their 40-a-day habits and thought 'Yes... Yes... This might do until I find something better'.As it turns out something better never quite came along and Metal Steve still bangs the drums for our rag tag bunch of misfits. Highlights from December 2005 included supporting Viking Skull and striking up a friendly rivalry with ballsy metallers Bastards of Science. However after a good start to the year supporting the likes of Nashville Pussy, Bryan and the Chevy's parted ways, marking the end of an era and the dawn of a new age. The grand debut of the new and revitalised (when we say revitalised that means one third has stopped smoking) Chevy and the Chasers will be playing a dingy pub near you soon.
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