You are in the band Red Mullet Traid

You grew up in Applebrook. Every young man had a mullet and a guitar when you where a child. You heard southern rock, Van Halen and Kiss constantly during those formative years. But life and meth have warped you a lot by now. You couldn't play in a guitar rock band and sound like those bands. Neither could the freaks you hang out with. You all grow mullets though. You dye them bright glaring red. A tight band of good friends. Look out planet world.

Rangers by Red Mullet Triad