yojimbo!

James was found born in 1981 by two welsh parents, one of them with a shock of ginger hair which at that point seemed perfectly normal. Luckily for him it would go grey. No such luck for little jim's future chin. It was here that his musical journey might have begun as he was serenaded daily by such far-flung adventures on the wheel of steel as 'neil diamond' and 'puff the magic dragon' which had a mint cover. He also watched ghostbusters every day for about ten years but that's probably not important.after a quick mental montage of bad uk weather and watching Akira repeatedly James arrived cock-sure and probably cock in hand in the late twentieth century metropolis Manchester.It was here that James was to learn that people are quite nice when off their faces on drugs and that frequently they were. He was to walk the path of the shamans and val kilmer before him and become a 'truth-seeking' artist and get off his face on drugs. He was to wake up nearly three years later no more than two meters from where he had been previously sat with a large hole in his seratonin production centres. He was unaware of this though and just felt like he wanted "a cup of tea, some chocolate and a hug".It was not long after this that James sought help from his local GP with what his drug-taking comrades referred to as "talking to and writing about oneself in the third person". Dr Smith counseled that this was most probably due to an inflated sense of self-worth and that "Dr Smith prescribes for James a good kicking".In the years to follow James would help put on many nights hosting music that people couldn't dance to and focused more on talking in the first person. more recently he has decided that djing dubstep is quite easy with a computer(many of his contempories agree) and can often be found telling traditional djs that a 320 constant rate mpeg level 3 does not sound entirely unlike the more expensive and cumbersome vinyl which is either not true or very annoying for anyone stood outside Vinyl Exchange while receiving this epiphany.and so, finally we arrive at present time where James (technically) prostitutes(sorry mum) himself so he can buy the mince, tomato and mp3s he requires and lives every day in the hope he can better the last(bolognaise).Currently at war with chilli sauce.....