Scott Matthews Biography
If Scott Matthews were a car, he’d be a 1970 Hemi Cuda, on drag radials, with flames spitting out of his…errr…rear? Maybe that’s a bad comparison, but we digress. Scott does spit flames when he steps up to the mic, with a sarcastic, authentic, melt-your-face sound that will have you crying for your mama. When he’s not blowing shit up, or throwing mud at Green Day at Woodstock ’94 (true story), he’s hanging with his son and daughter or taking his wife to see N’Sync N’concert. Bad asses can have a soft side too! Wanna fight about it?