Who we are

Imposter started as a dream for three people. A nightmare for one. For over a decade, the four members of Imposter have been lurking around the South Georgia music scene like a recurring rash—popping up in dive bars, festivals, backyard parties, and at least one venue that probably should’ve been condemned. Between them, they’ve cycled through more bands than most people have had oil changes, collecting riffs, road stories, and just enough wisdom to know better. If you’ve witnessed any live music in South Georgia in the last ten years, guaranteed you’ve already seen at least one of them breathing heavily and sweating under stage lights, pretending it was intentional.

Old, decrepit, and plagued by crippling depression, Imposter still parties harder than your parents on that one night a month they schedule sex with each other.