Militant. Acoustic. Suicide. Pop. is now available on iTunes which is where you will end up if you click this link:I'm just a small town hero - there's nothing wrong with that. It was just a shame that my little town wasn't on the map. So I left.
The first person to be included in the "dark, moody/happy clappy" group by over-educated psychoanalysts, I'm, in equal measures, a bubbly outgoing "I'm Irish - look how much Guinness I can drink" kinda guy, and a rather obnoxious critter when I'm in a foul mood - normally when I break a high e-string, I burn my Tesco's Finest cumberland sausage pie, and I accidentally put a red sock in with a new white shirt at 90 degrees. Obviously this sort of temprament is quite useful as a songwriter - so that I can develop some sort of manic behaviour (if I haven't already) so that they can call me a tortured genius in "Q" magazine. So, yes, I sing, and yes I play "gee-tar" - but no, I won't play "Sweet Home Alabama" at your party. I'll play Paranoid Android instead. Anyway, I now live in Newcastle. The English one. The one on the Tyne. The Tyne is a river for those of you who aren't so hot on geography. I moved here in July 2005, but I'm originally from a little tourist trap called Portrush which is in Northern Ireland, or for those who aren't so articulate "Norn Iron". We don't like too many syllables, where it is at all possible to avoid them. I have a job - I'm gainfully employed, so I don't have to go down to the welfare office just yet - although I can't help but think that I might write better songs if I was unemployed. I'm also bidding to be a writer - assuming that my music career doesn't take off - which I assume it won't. I'm quite friendly - please feel free to say hello. I can normally be found in various bars of ill-repute singing and playing guitar - sometimes simultaneously - sometimes grossly intoxicated. Occasionally I get accused of good songwriting. I'm innocent until proven guilty.
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