A Red Rose 60s Band from Las Vegas, NV

Since you're not gonna hire us anyway -- probably blitzed by now, overwhelmed trying to read 100s of bios that make you think even slimy bands have something worth hearing. Think about it -- no one's gonna say "We suck but pay us lots'o'bucks anyway." Red Rose is just one more. We sing what we want, don't really care when people make a request and we're damn good at what we do. Why we're not headlining on The Strip is probably because I'm just not sleeping with the right people (and that's not for lack of trying!). Red is a doll! She sings hot! She's a feast for the eyes. She has red hair that makes you want to run barefoot on her head. That simple -- she's a babe, been around town and around the state, sings better than you'll hear live most places, a wicked sense of humour and my best friend. She's quick with a Benny Hill remark and laughs easily. Rose is messed up in her own way, which can be highly entertaining if you don't get too involved. Since she spent a lot of time alone, she plays okay but sings better than anyone she's ever heard live -- no joke, not an ego trip -- simple truth. Why do you want to hire us? Because we say funny things, sound great and there's always a shot you might get lucky. Most of the time we just make every guy think they'll get lucky and then we go home. This way everyone thinks we went home with someone else and get a slutty reputation without the social disease. Red: "Hi, mom!" (This does NOT constitute a contract between either party) Rose: "Bitter? You bet! But it's my bitterness that makes me strong."