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About Me

A World Of Wonders
Man-made Mechanical Thunders

I'm Spike, Im 21 yrs young.
I live, breathe, eat and sleep music.
I play guitar (and also bass) and I'm ok on drums.
Self taught barre college (taught for a year by Ray Fenwick, ex Spencer Davis Group, Ian Gillan Band) and uni (taught for 2 years by Charles Hedger, Cradle of Filth). I can play pretty much any style thrown at me and I always try my best. I also work as a music producer/engineer from home. If you have anything that needs editing, mixing, cutting, splicing, remixing, sampled, all sorts - give me a shout. I am looking into expanding gear wise so that I can have some decent tasty outboards, desks, mics, etc and have a proper studio setup. WATCH THIS SPACE!
Little bit mad - but matches well with my gorgeous girlfriend.
Like meeting new people sometimes for socials...
Soon to be undertaking a PGCE alongside a BA Humanities, specialising in Music through Open U (Feb 09 to Oct 09) to carry on my FdA in Popular Music and to add to my BTEC Nat Dip in Music, my RGT grades + my Jazz Ensemble grades - means I can do what I like whilst learning from home in my own time :) so I will be able to undertake music training and instrumental lessons!
You should chat to me really, I'm not that bad (Y)
I enjoy most music that involves a decent enough band.
I am currently guitarist for:

"Signed (Matchbox Recordings) Female Fronted, 4-piece Alternative Rock/Pop-Punk band Sykamore"
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"Refreshingly Unique Metal/Hardcore/Experimental band, Pyre"
Guitar efficionado
Music lover
Pub Friendly
Into Expressive Arts (Tattoos, Piercings, Music, Photography)
"Alternative" People Only
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

A fair few people, but it ain't gonna happen

My Blog

Poem No. 13 - Houses...

The sound of workmen building a house, Hammering away at nails and bricks, cementing walls. If only it was so easy in life to build such houses To build a personality. To build yourself as a person. &...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 11:26:00 GMT

Poem Intermission 3 : What Would You Do...

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:» I committed suicide:» I said I liked you:» I kissed you:» I lived next door to you:» I started smoking:» I stole something:» I was hospitalized:» I got into a fight and you were...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 00:09:00 GMT

Poem Intermission 2: Its Been A While....

Well, its been a long time since i left a blog. For those who read these and are interested. But nevermind, eh? :) Anyways to bring you all up to speed. Things have gone well. Ive completed uni, the b...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 00:12:00 GMT

Poem No. 12 - Reflection...

Reflection is a dangerous thing to do these days, Looking back on things you have just done, Paying a sort of tribute to yourself and the marvels acheived. Of course there's always the price that you ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 08:00:00 GMT

Poem No. 11 - The Beast...

Locked up inside, a caged animal growlsIt awaits you to grab the key from the hookand turn it in the lock.It awaits the day you hit a realisationThat you need to release this beast intothe wild to tru...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 14:10:00 GMT

Poem No. 10 - Intoxication...

Once upon a time, there was a land of hope and joy, full of sparks, magic,delightful inspiration and an air so fresh each breath left you humbled in takingfrom nature. And yet, this land became corrup...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 10:13:00 GMT

Poem Intermission...

I got this froma friend. it seems very apt for me. I know how you feel;I had the notion that you'd make me change my ways My bad habits would be gone in a matter of days I had the feeling...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 12:10:00 GMT

Poem No. 9 - A Gem...

Aquamarine colour fills the sky in a warm hueA group of diamonds floating past are wisps in the huge expanseThe grass today is a soft emerald green shade. And yet the opal colours of waste pour into t...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 19:39:00 GMT

Poem No. 8 - Simple Fail...

A simple requestA simple timeA simple dreamA simple mind One task for us to completeAnd not one of us is yet readySo sit down and take a seatAnd prepare to be told the truth That We are all chasing dr...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 05:54:00 GMT

Poem No. 7 - Trapt

Stuck inside a large open world, with no walls or boundariesYet trapt inside, gazing, looking and walking through the fields.No wind. no rain. no sun. everything is blue white and grey. Sounds pass to...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 17:11:00 GMT