Tell Me How You Died is poetry and pain delivered with a six-string hyperemic. Max Waller and Chuck Riviera play rock and roll as it should be played.
The band calls itself bad-ass Southern California Rock. I think that description just scratches the surface. This is head banging head music. Intricate, powerful, hypnotic and thoughtful. It is so good that it is habit forming, but you can’t OD on it.
These guys will wrench you out of your comfort zone like they did me at a club one night in Hollywood after the band I had come to see finished its set and I decided to stay for the next one, although I didn’t know anything about their music. It is Handsome as Sin and I was hooked.
Tell Me How you Died reminds you that rock is rebel music, dark music, music about real life and real feelings, real pain and real ecstasy. Their music is all of those things – powerfully so – but much more. Maxton Waller and Chuck Riviera have joined their talents into something far greater than the sum of its parts. Their music is totally male, stripped down and sharply pointed, it takes no prisoners and no excuses. And it is good, very, very good.