After Dead End's bass player got abducted by aliens and was sent to the Planet Namek to have countless sex with Piccolo, Dead End was left without a bass player. The band immediately disbanded and there seemed to be no hope for a future.
In the winter of 2011, Dead End decided to reform for a last show for thousands of fans in an enormous soccer stadium, with acts such as Kanye West, Li'l Jon, and Ke$ha (it was actually a local show in Riverside with Defunked and The b Sharps). It was going to be epic!!! There was only one problem, bass player, Brandon Thompson had an alien living inside his stomach and was slowly dying. Unable to play, lead vocalist Saul decided to take up the responsibilities of bass player and lead vocalist. Realizing that this new line up could work, Dead End decided to change their name into a more awesome, epic name. With Ralphy Martinez pounding on the drums, the Jimmy Page like solos of Richy Viayra, the rhythmic guitar and raspy vocals of Luis Luevano, and the soothing bass lines and sexy voice of Saul Viayra, Wasted Roots was born.
With the band being indecisive school girls, we didn't know what genre to play so we played all of them. Our music sounds like if the suave latino hunks, Reggae and Funk, made sweet love to the preppy cheerleader Ska, while Punk and Hip Hop video-tape it all and Metal violently masturbated to it. WARNING: Trust me when I say this, when you hear our music you will never want to listen to another band! You will want to puke on Deborah's desk, jump out the window, suck a dude's dick, score some coke, crash your car, suck your own dick, eat some chicken strips, chop your balls off, black out in the sewer, meet a giant fish, fuck his brains out, turn into a jet, bomb the Russians, crash into the sun, and die, all LIKE A BOSS!!!!