Ten records, and twenty nationwide tours, The Scarred has become less of a band and more of an urban legend. It’s more than just music. It’s alienation, isolation, and degradation. A distant crackled song blasted through the broken speaker of your radio. The Scarred is the last of a dying breed, the last cigarette in the pack, the last drop in the bottle. It’s rock, punk, blues, and soul wrapped into one. This isn’t a message of hope, it’s an out right battle cry to those who still believe in music. Bloody, beaten, and raw, song after song, their name rings truer than ever. They refuse to stop. They refuse to quit. The needle on your record player will throw in the towel long before this band does. This is The Scarred.