Rock Has a New Prophet — and His Name Is Chase.

You know Chase as the fire-breathing guitarist of The Velcro Pygmies—the guy who can melt faces, light up a room, and turn a bar into an arena. But when the lights go down and the amps stay hot, Chase steps into something deeper, louder, and unapologetically original.

Welcome to ROCK N ROLL MESSIAH.

This isn’t throwback nostalgia. This is rebellion with hooks—a full-throttle collision of punk’s snarl and hair metal’s swagger. Fast. Loud. Melodic. Dangerous. Think fist-in-the-air choruses, snotty punk attitude, and solos that scream like they’re fighting for their life.

Call it Punk Glam Apocalypse.
Call it Street Metal Revival.
Call it Messiah Metal.

Whatever you call it, it hits hard and sticks.

Rock N Roll Messiah is built on big riffs, undeniable melodies, and lyrics that feel like survival anthems for anyone who refuses to grow quiet. It’s music for dive bars, back alleys, busted vans, and anyone who still believes rock should feel a little out of control.

Chase isn’t chasing trends. He’s channeling something raw and real—the sound of punk kids who grew up worshipping guitar heroes, the sound of danger dressed in leather and hooks you can’t shake.

This is rock with teeth.
This is glam without the gloss.
This is punk that learned how to solo.

Rock N Roll Messiah isn’t asking for permission.
It’s kicking the door open and plugging in.

Stay loud. Stay reckless.
The sermon has begun.