The Band

Red Fletcher is a gaggle of dipwads from Minnesota who rock out. They exist for no other purpose than to destroy your earholes with the sound of metal. We expect everyone in the audience to run around screaming and break shit while at a Red Fletcher gig. You do that for us, and we'll play our goddamn hearts out for you. Deal? Deal.

Several singles are out right now, with a full album on its way. Subscribe to our email newsletter to be the first to know the release date!

Alythia

Have you ever wanted to be serenaded by the angelic voice of an actual mythological demon? Alythia was born in the sixth layer of Hell and used the power of Song to rip a hole into the Earthly Realm.

Side effects of listening include ecstasy, resurrection of long-dead pets, and sometimes hiccups.

Photo by Adam Nantz @nantznstuff

The Big Humble

This Humble is the Biggest. It shreds on the guitar with unbelievable levels of humility. It bangs its head, luscious hair flowing in the wind.

Bow down, for THE Big Humble has arrived.

Slurpin Cox

Slurpin has fingers of steel and stankface of glory. As you gaze upon the blurred fingers of the Cox, your eyes will not comprehend the speed, and they will melt into a murky goo. Do not fret, for the image burned into your skull is all you'll ever need.

Skerry Louise

Don't look at Skerry in the eyes. It spooks him.

Speak gently, in low tones. He fears high pitches.

Teddy Wulftone

Teddy has a long history of living under bridges and eating rats. From the time he was born in a Louisiana outhouse to just last week when he pelted schoolchildren with rocks, he has always lived life to the fullest.

Teddy is currently wandering, terrified, somewhere in the Sahara Desert. If anyone knows of Teddy's exact whereabouts, please tell no one, as we'd prefer he stays lost.

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