Bio
Out of the ashes of the years that shall not be named rose the unruly feathered visage of the bastards known as Hans Condor, thought to have been lost in the muck forever. Raucous and raw, warts and all, the side effects of witnessing a live show will leave you in hysteria. Hailing from Nashville, TN, the three most righteous dudes bring their unholy form of rock n’ roll guaranteed to simultaneously punish and please.
