Called "City Bill" by his friends, Matt got his start early...... really early, like 600 A.D. Known for his ballad-like reciting of epic poetry, Matt's matriarchal line has descended from the Muses, the daughters of Zeus who were patron goddesses of the arts, and from whence the word 'Music' comes. He has been considered a huge influence in modern Greek culture, and was even featured on Season 10 of Fox's American Idol.....seriously, he was. He also has been dubbed "the modern revival of classical Greek neoclassicism". Poseidon.......Zeus........Athena.......Hades......Aphrodite.......Matt Metros.....There are many Greek Gods, but none are as qualified or important as the one named Matt Metros. He is the last known descendent of Orpheus, who was known for his ability to charm all living things with his voice, even stones......
Born with a full set of teeth on a rickety rowboat, amidst the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927, Wes was immediately orphaned when the swollen Mississippi River capsized the tiny boat and drowned his parents. A strong swimmer, Wes chewed through his umbilical cord and doggy-paddled back to safety. He spent his formative years wandering the Delta learning the Blues, cutting his teeth in local juke-joints with buddy Robert Johnson. When Robert sold his soul to the Devil, Wes traveled by boxcar to the gold rush of south Chicago, where he continued to hone his skills. Wes has a terminal case of Benjamin Button Disease.
When he came out of the womb with a Jheri Curl, gold chain, and a diamond pinky ring, his family already knew that he had way too much game and street cred for the streets of Gary, IN. Everyone tried to ignore it at first, but he quickly worked his way to the top and by 6 months old he had a network of hookers and drug dealers taking orders from a fucking baby. His mom got scared and said "You're moving with your Auntie & Uncle in Juarez (not Bel Air)".
So at the impressionable age of 1 he was sent South, picking up work at farms and ranches along the Mississippi until he reached Texas. Here he learned to play upright Bass in a Honky Tonk band and met a ranch-hand at a gig one night who had this real pretty girlfriend who knew of a guy who had an old friend with a cousin that had a new boyfriend that had a brother in the war with a new wife and a sister, so he got married to a Pacific Islander from Polynesia who taught him the Steel Drum. While never reaching Juarez, he ended up spending his adolescent years performing Ukelele on the island of Tonga adapting to odd time signatures, becoming one with nature. It wasn't until recently he relocated back from whence he came and joined the Positive Vibe Technicians as the Soul Technician.
Here comes the Hot stepper. Born fatherless in the trenches of Kingston, Jamaica, Luke has transformed the spirit of the island and his people into the Thunderous rhythms he brings to the PVTs. This rude boy's stick work and hi-hat skills are products of his many offerings to Jah! Ras Tafari! King of Kings! Lord of Lords! Conquering Lion of Judah! Seen? He is also first cousins with Usain Bolt. Luke just got his first pair of shoes in 2009. Jah will provide!