One hundred sixty shows, two rushed recording sessions, a reunion with an old band, and a Hail Mary shot at a comeback represent the tip of the iceberg of my twenty-year journey with Chuck Mosley.
Chuck (Faith No More, Bad Brains, Cement) toured the globe as a vocalist, appeared on magazine covers, rubbed elbows with idols, and, through it all, he remained 100% convinced he didn’t deserve your praise. Yet, he desired acceptance more than almost anything else.
A self-proclaimed “junkie and a liar,” Chuck shot himself in the foot over and over by shooting up elsewhere on his body. Meanwhile, I stumbled and fumbled and pushed and pulled and scraped and cried and begged and borrowed to earn him extra chances to prove himself. We loaded a van with a guitar, a conga, and an unfinished legacy hoping to reintroduce the world to Chuck Mosley.
Jonathan Davis of Korn: “I was blown away by his voice. So original. Chuck has a great style that you can tell it’s him as soon as he starts singing. I’m a big fan and I was honored when he asked me to appear on his new stuff.”
DMC of RUN-DMC: “Some of Chuck’s and Faith No More’s songs sound like we all come from the same family! He tore shit up!!!!”
Matt Wallace, producer (Faith No More, Maroon 5, The Replacements): “I was always a fan of his … He wore his heart on his sleeve … I thought he was pretty fearless to sing about some of the things he sang about.”
