Like a fine wine, Magic Happens grew up on a vineyard. From a young age he learned the values of drawing a line in the sand without putting all your eggs in one basket. After initially falling in amongst a rag-tag bunch of misfits with nothing to lose and something to prove, a youthful Magic Happens would soon reach a point of inconsolable disillusion and eventually come to formulate his own system of beliefs and ideals, ultimately arriving at the notion of doing what's best for the party.
Upon this moment of clarity he ruthlessly fled Adelaide for the open pastures of Darlinghurst. It was here that he emerged as a legend and got "pretty anthemic" in the face of adversity. An epicentre of taste, Magic Happens then went on to get real smooth and hit the disco tip, at the time one of few to do so in a landscape dominated by murky swamp-house. Which brings us to the present, a temperate climate in which Magic Happens flourishes heaps all the time.
A former affiliate of the Master Celebrator Crew, Magic Happens broke away from his former muchachadores on the 18th of March, 2008. At this juncture in time he inquired about "being in Wu-Tang for a while" but was denied membership by the RZA on the grounds of never having killed anyone - a harsh but honest judgement. Ever resilient, Magic Happens kept on slamming life and slamming it in realtime.
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