Walter Wall lives in Liverpool, breathes air and drinks a variety of health-giving elixirs. He has two legs and any number of detachable feet, with which he walks places and then goes back to from whence he started. At any given time he can be found and then lost again, or vice versa, depending on who's looking. Three things are constantly at the forefront of his mind, but as he doesn't spend much time there he can't quite remember what they are. It probably doesn't matter though. Anyway, have a listen to some tunes, sit back and relax, put your feet up on that bloke over there, throw some onions into the sea and enjoy the sparkling negligence that is...WALTER WALL.
