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So there we were, doodling pictures in the air with crayons and nowhere to go but sideways. It all began in a garage in the transition period between the winter and spring of 2010. There were three: Jake, Shane and Mike. And there they were like a King of the Hill episode, standing around drinking beer and wondering what to do next. Their previous band of eight years had gone defunct when a member moved away. Rather than filling the void, they decided not only to recruit a new member but also flip the script on everything they had done previously with that new member as the defining catalyst. It was time for a complete overhaul. All the ingredients for destruction were present except one, and they knew it.
Just then, the door flew open and their answer came in the form of one Mike Larson. Initially there was a tryout but there was no need for one. What began as the largest question mark in any of their lives turned into the definitive core that makes up who they were to become: Odds Unfavored.
Drummer Mike Larson attacks his skins with the ferocity of Leatherface and the mechanics of a machine gun. Bassist Shane Wronkowski brings up the low end like he was taking out a linebacker and making him rupture his bowels. Guitarist Jake Hieb bleeds the strings for what they are really worth with the energy of a cheetah and a sharp ear for the dark and morbid. Vocalist Mike Dayrider screams and sings the message to you like it will be the last time you ever hear it. The ultimate culmination of influences and dark matter was brought together that fateful day in 2010 and nothing could be changed. With a sound just outside the box and a stage presence that pummels like a bludgeoning sledgehammer to the face, there was never much in the way that could detract from what was presented.