🐾 Amo Cat, the four-piece feline rebellion, prowls the Tacoma streets like a punk-rock panther. Forget the guns; they’re armed with guitar picks and lyric daggers. And while there won’t be actual kitties onstage, their music will scratch your soul raw.

🎸 Ky Wolf, our heartthrob howler, straddles the line between melancholy moonlight and amp-fueled frenzy. His guitar screams secrets, and when he leans into the mic, it’s like he’s whispering love notes to the abyss. Ky’s the architect of our angst, the poet of our chaos.

🦁 Sam Jameson, the mane-shaking minstrel, wields his axe like Excalibur. His hair? A wild storm of rebellion. When Sam sings, it’s a roar from the underground, a battle cry for the disenchanted. He’s the chronicler of our midnight confessions, the troubadour of our broken hearts.

🎶 Cody Hatch, our bass sorcerer, weaves spells with his fingertips. His basslines? Intricate incantations that pulse through your veins. But Cody’s not just about notes; he’s the alchemy behind our anthems, turning raw emotion into sonic gold.

🥁 Bryan Bach, our punk-rock metronome, beats the rhythm of rebellion. He’s the studio sorcerer, conjuring soundscapes in the dead of night. From recording to mixing, he’s the mad scientist behind our sonic experiments. When Bryan steps onstage, his drumsticks become lightning rods, channeling the storm.

🔊 So when you plug in and press play, expect nostalgic chaos, a pop-punk séance that resurrects the ghosts of Blink-182, Fall Out Boy, and Taking Back Sunday. Our EPs? They’re like tattered love letters, inked in teenage angst and set to explode.

But to truly feel the pulse of Amo Cat, you’ll need to witness the ritual—our live set. So grab your black eyeliner, lace up those combat boots, and join us in the dark alley of sound. 🌙🎤🔥

For booking and all other inquiries, please email the band at:

uncutwreckchords@gmail.com