Born in Harlow I grew up just north of London in a village called Hunsdon. Our house backed onto an old air force base where we’d find bullets, bunkers and once a live hand grenade! My grandad a free mason taxi driver and my dad a copper. At one point he was armed protection for Margaret Thatcher, his dad who lived up north, a plumber, I’ve heard wasn’t a great fan of that particular politician.
I first started writing during covid, I wrote loads of nonsense and played music with a load of people trying to learn quickly what music was about, before that I'd never really considered it but almost instantly I fell in love with writing. After working in a bunch of factories, building sites and offices for less than living wage I moved out my house and done up a camper instead. I thought it would give me more time to write and I'd always wanted to do it anyway.
My van broke down the next winter and having put all my money into music gear I had no other choice than to get the bus down south to an old friend, the crazy old hippy, I lived in one of his caravans over the winter and he helped me get back on my feet. Still to this day I work with him and his twin brother and have become a specialist in restoring sashed windows. I love my job and I'm boss at fixing windows now but I still like singing them old songs I wrote when I was working in the factories.
I have a couple mates I go jam with sometimes but I'm mainly working on developing my sound and creating.
I’ve made a load of conspiracy theorist friends along the way. Or as I call it, conspiracy fact. It's fun writing conspiracy songs, the anti war stuff too and the story's I've got from my memory. Honestly I just write whatever I feel on the day and share my whole process. No fucks given
I know the whole world is deceived including myself and I'm in the process of searching for my own answers. Writing every day is helping me re-wire my brain and I hope it can do some good in some way. If not I'm enjoying myself anyway so wont be stopping anytime soon.
1 last thing, if I die or disappear mysteriously, blame the Illuminati
Peace + Love