MZZTR is a wrathborn, masked metal horde from NYC conjuring chaos with sexy riffs of steel and a mysterious voice from Hell.

They fuse metal, rock, prog, thrash, and nü-metal into a theatrical blast, like if System of a Down, Melvins, and Judas Priest are resurrected in a ritual of sacred depravity, filtered through laughter, leather, and sex.

At the helm: a devious, masked seducer, voice soaked in venom and pheromones, commanding the stage like a switch with a mic. The band? A gang of glam drenched deviants and riff thirsty fiends, ready to baptize you in feedback and body fluids.

Expect nothing. Prepare for everything.
Will it be a consensual public flogging?
A loins first reading?
A ritual bloodletting by Bowl Boy?
Yes. All of it.
And always, the sacred MZZTR communion.

The music cums first, always.
But those who survive the show leave marked. Changed, nay, horny.

By the end, you're screaming their twisted sermon of the day, headbanging, and thinking, “Damn, I wanna make out with every member of this band.” It’s chaos, it’s lust, it’s metal…and it’s calling your name.

Now booking: metal, rock, punk, prog shows, plus, bar/bat mitzvahs, weddings, funerals, divorces, gender reveals, clown shows, drag shows, blood rituals, best friend breakups and apocalyptic blowouts.