Velour Fog

Starting out in the musical melting pot of Watford, I spent a lot of time searching for more, the break the bounds of music and find the great white buffalo, the new sound. After years of searching the depths of the sonic shores, I had no luck. Until one day, in the murky expanse a light shone from on high….. a tractor beam pulling me kicking and screaming, fearful of what would become of me. Once on board, I saw it… a badasss purple fur lined interior, somewhere I had never been but felt at home, this was it… VELOUR FOG an intergalactic Cadillac of awesomeness fitted with a hyped up sonic systems so strong it shreds space time.

This was it, this has always been it, the search is over and the journey has just begun

It’s my pleasure to introduce a man fresh from his blood victory against the 2000s PPP (Pop Punk Pacifist) Marshall Herculez described as badass leather wearing, college drop-out with no shadows dark enough to get his shades off, type of guy. Known for his hypnotic and spellbinding moves set on stage accompanied with the Devil on his back, as he points to the sky. Y’all never know what this cat may say next. Known for slumbering in his humble chamber, crafting and altering Axe’s delivering more than a sensual desire.

Newest recruit to the Fog, Moose has been bashing the drums like there’s no tomorrow from the tender age of 12. Described as ‘An annoying little s***’ to all that came into his presence he’s taken that title and run with it and now strives to take the band ‘beyond the horizon’ or ‘onwards and upwards’-you get the drift, leaving no drum stick intact on his journey as he bashes them into oblivion. To this day he is foraging through the woods in search of a sturdy pair of sticks that can withstand his savage pounding.

Known as the fastest gun in the West on guitar since Freddie Von Halen, there was an undeniable passing of the torch. When Snakebite strums a six string there’s only one thing guaranteed… sick licks that will make the hair of a cobra stand up on all fours. When you see him get up on stage it’s like lightening in a bottle, no one sees it coming, magic fingers gliding effortlessly, flowing faster than a panther through the fog. The thunderous sound coming from his amp is capable of moving the tectonic plates, and vibrates more than the back of a Triumph motorcycle, so prepare yourself to be enchanted by the musical elixir of the Velour Fog.