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About RiSER

Oakland, CA

Brendan and Brett met unsuspectingly at gig in Boston. They were in different bands and all puffy with band-centric ego, barely noticed one and other. Then Brendan made the big move to NYC. Having left the Boston minstrels behind, he struck out in search of a gnarly bass player. Instead - he found Brett.

At first, Brett found Brendan pretentious, vulgar and slightly loud.

"This guy sounds like his amp blew a tube and a boulder fell on his crotch" thought Brett.

"Dude, you just said that out loud... into a mic... at our first gig." said Brendan.

"Oh... huh."

Brendan thought Brett's hair was too short and was irritated by his work clothes at rehearsal (Seriously, who wears dress slacks while rocking a monster jam?

"Yo Dave - this is Brendan calling... yeah the new bass player sucks huge! His tone is so muddy his bass lines sound like a series off whale farts." Brendan said into his cell phone.

"Brendan - it's me, Brett. You just called me."

"B-Brett... wow. Didn't think I had you on speed dail, yet." Click.

The two put their differences aside when they realized they were totally the next big thing. Totally. But there was a lot of convincing to be done on the long slog to the top. So vote for us. Please?

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