We are the INGRATES and we play rock 'n' roll.
But not the kind of rock that middle-aged ladies listen to while gently petting a small kitten and knitting a cute little sweater for their next door neighbors grandchildren. We play the kind of rock that will send a chill down your spine. The kind of rock that grabs you buy the collar of your expensive shirt and slowly rips you apart, making your organs and muscles implode one by one. The kind of rock that can only be compared to a gruesome car crash, the one you can't stand to look at, because it is so horrible and seems to bring out your inner-most fears yet is so beautiful the can't stand to look away. The kind of rock that was created by Chuck Berry, yet horrible distorted by the likes of fiends like Iggy, Stiv and Dee Dee. Yeah, that's what we do, and you better be on your toes because we are coming to your town soon.....
