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This is the true story of Joey's Unwanted Tattoo

In the gritty underbelly of the city, where the streets are saturated with the scent of rebellion and the sound of raw guitars makes the night tremble, emerged a legendary band constantly pushing the boundaries of what's possible. This is the story of Joey's Unwanted Tattoo...

On a chilly evening, as the smoke of burning rubber filled the air, a young man called Joey stumbled upon a crumpled flyer being carried by the wind.

He is walking in a dark smoky dirty alley, a black ford mustang 1968 fastback in the background, JOEY bends down to pick up a flyer from the ground

JOEY is 25 years old, wears a Black leather jacket, a Black shirt with a black tie, a Red belt and Black jeans, he wears Converse all star black&white sneakers and Black sunglasses

The words "Forbidden Fuel by the Unwanted Tattoo" gleamed like a forbidden lure. With a flash of curiosity, he followed the directions to a forgotten warehouse on the outskirts of town.

There, amidst the shadows of abandoned machinery and rusted chains, he met the gang: Rine, the fiery-haired bassist whose hypnotic groove shook the earth; Barney, the mysterious drummer cloaked in a mask of scorched rubber, his rhythms pounding like a runaway heart; and Wouter, the guitarist who made his guitar wail like a roaring engine, while quenching his thirst with his favorite gritty ginger beer, "Unwandet Tatoo".

Afterwards they played a couple of games like Russian roulette, to get to know each other better. These games were a wild initiation ritual that bonded them as a band. They laughed and shared stories, forging a strong camaraderie that would define their chemistry on stage.

Together, they now form "Joey's Unwanted Tattoo", the rawk'n'roll band capturing the grit of the streets in their music. Their songs are anthems of ‘tverzet, their performances like fire lighting up the night.