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If you're actually going to read this, settle in. The best way to tell our story is through the bands we've been in together, because it turns out we were kind of destined for this.

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Pillage (a.k.a. Havik)

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It all started in high school in the San Fernando Valley. Matt bought his first drum freshman year and never took a lesson, so you can imagine those first jam sessions. A bass tryout turned up Funk, who stood out because he could play a "walking" bass line. Then a cool kid with bleached tips started hanging around. When we asked if he wanted to sing, Pez said, "Ok." Pillage played battle-of-the-bands, high school gigs and plenty of American Legion halls, and recorded our first album on tape reel. Then the lead guitarist's cousin started a clothing company called Pillage, and on the very night we were burning CDs, we became Havik... which was super lame. Not long after, Matt left to chase a high school relationship (not his smartest investment), and that was that.

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T.H.O.

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Pillage's rhythm guitarist had joined another punk band that needed a drummer and a singer, so in came Matt and Pez as the "band-aid"... get it? The shows were packed, and concussions in the pit were pretty common. The pinnacle was a battle-of-the-bands at The Palace in Hollywood, with a circle pit that took up almost the entire floor. As for what T.H.O. stood for... we were told one thing when we joined and found out the real meaning later. With no official record, we'll never really know.

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The Lost

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Pez resettled in the South Bay and formed a metal band called The Lost, right when bands like Avenged Sevenfold were blurring the line between punk and metal. Their songs may still live on a burned CD in the back seat of an old Ford Bronco (inside story), right next to a scratched-up Havik CD.

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Confined

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Matt had been blown away by the drummer from Avenged Sevenfold (RIP The Rev) and had been working on his double-kick chops, so when The Lost needed a drummer, Pez tapped his longtime friend. Confined to Flesh was born at that first practice. We hit the South Bay fast, played Hermosa Beach, recorded a full-length metal album (which we totally still owe money for... sorry, Jimmy!), and got booked at The Whisky, The Knitting Factory and The Viper Room. Somewhere along the way we dropped "to Flesh" and became simply Confined, until band "stuff" put it to rest.

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Any Last Words

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Funk had been in the mosh pits the whole time, cheering on his brothers. Years later, Matt was filming punk shows with his company, What Productions, including the free SoCal compilation "Punk Rock Concoction" (shout-out to A Wilhelm Scream!), and Funk was right there helping film. That's when we knew we wanted back in. Matt recorded a punk song late one night, Funk's creative juices started flowing, and we called Pez. In 2011 we recorded our self-titled album, "Any Last Words": punk rock with a heavy metal edge. Then more band "stuff" happened (an epic story that stays locked up for now).

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Almost 10 years later, Matt remastered that album and released it on all the big streamers, so our legacy would live in a cloud somewhere... not a toilet bowl. Then in 2023, Matt wrote a new song and sent it to Funk, who had secretly been writing too. Six or seven songs later, Pez was writing lyrics, and ALW was alive again.

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So here we are. If you actually read all of that, bravo. We just want to write punk rock, hang out, and have fun with our family and friends. We'd love for you to join us!