Out of the dusty train yards come The Deserters. Like vagabonds, hobos, tramps and thieves, this band of misfits found and bound themselves together in the seedy underbelly of Los Angeles.
More like a dysfunctional family than a band…they hold on to each other like they hold on to their music. It’s a need…it’s life. They have no choice…this is what they do.
Angela sings. While her sweet yet dangerous voice croons, her dark but intelligent lyrics set your minds wheels in motion. The perfect mixture between slut and sophistication. One fucking sexy girl.
Nigel Mogg…3 words…rock and roll. Bass player of the London Quireboys, he’s been there and done it all….heels dug in. Magical, mystical, dark dreams.
These are The Deserters. It’s not about the money, it aint’ about the fame. It’s all about the journey and the god damn music….hope you enjoy it.