Max Rivers Bronx, New York Lead Guitar

They told to me to write a bio so here it is. I was raised on a dairy farm in a small rural town in eastern Pennsylvania. My Dad ran the farm, my mom was the town chief of police. She was a crack shot, taught me everything I know about shooting. When I was fourteen my brother took me on a camping trip to southern Ohio and we had a run in with the law. I never could control my temper. I ended up in a state juvenile correction facility. It was there that I learned my first few chords on the guitar from a guard who used to tour with the Guy Lombardi Orchestra. I also learned the skill I earn my living at 'til this day - Taxidermy.

P.S. My favorite color is Puce