Tré Watts was born one cold, rainy, Thursday night in January. This is a true statement, but largely irrelevant. Born to a 20-year-old father who had just bought his first guitar (and a very patient mother who would finally be old enough to buy herself a beer 11 days later), Tré was exposed to (force fed) music quite literally from birth. In 2012 Tré moved to Memphis, TN for an internship, which landed him in an apartment complex mostly inhabited by FedEx employees and divorcees. The divorcee in the neighboring apartment had a nasty habit of buying broken upright basses to fix and flip, which left his tiny apartment cluttered and unwalkable at times. When the clutter was at its worst, Tré would “babysit” the finished basses until they were sold. Before he knew it, Tré had bought himself a bass (in exchange for $400 and an afternoon fixing the neighbor’s four-wheeler). Somehow, this series of events eventually culminated in him writing this bio at 12:30 on a cold, rainy Thursday night in January. Kinda poetic isn’t it?