"I'm not here to be perfect, I'm here to play. I'm here to turn your aggression into my fuel, your hatred into my cause, your pain into my fire! Let's fucking tear this place apart!"
Zach is a visionary: he dreams of destroying the stage, ripping the faces off of countless fans, bringing an ampitheatre to ruins. His dreams are big, and he will rise to them. Zach is the go-to guy when it comes to inspiration. Whether it comes to questions such as "Dude, I've got this riff", or "Check this drum track, bro", Zach can always find some way to turn a sample into a masterpiece. His lyrics are like no one else's in the metal scene: inventive, powerful, driving. "They consume the soul and twist and burn and hold with an iron grip that won't let go!"-David Menterol, owner of The Back Alley venue.
Zach is generaly a laid back, easy going guy, and can usually let shit go. But, saying the right thing will trigger his inner asshole, and he will go off on a motherfucker.
Audio Technica ATM710 Condenser Vocal Microphone.
Yamaha STAGEPAS 300 Portable PA System.
Zach grew up in Westridge, Colorado. He always wanted to be a musician. When he was 12, he starting taking singing and guitar lessons every week at Benny's Music Store. A year into his lessons, Zach wanted to start a solo acoustic gig, playing at local venues. He observed some shows, and discovered that nobody in Westridge played acoustic music. Everyone in Westridge fucking loved heavy fucking Metal.
Zach fell in love with the music. He was entranced by the heavy riffs, the slamming drums, the powerful vocals (especially the screams).
Since that night, Zach has been practicing, working on his "metal voice". He sucked for a while, and nobody liked his screams. But, at 15, Zach had a feel for the art. He became a powerful metal vocalist, and he wanted to start a band. He attended Getty Jones High, a school full of musicians.
He found his band members here, and they've been together for 5 years now.
Line-ups have changed, but now, the band is the hottest gig around Westridge. Zach wants nothing more than to play for thousands of screaming fans, calling out to his band as if they were gods: "Retribution! Retribution! RETRIBUTION!"