Music runs in my family. From my Grandmother playing the old social club scene as a singer, my Dad being a passionate pianist/guitar player and my Mum being the biggest David Bowie fan (ever), I have been surrounded and guided by music from an early age.

At age 11 I picked up my first pair of drumsticks. I’m not sure what drew me to those shiny cymbals and big-ass bass drum but I knew that, once I was sat behind that old rickety kit at school, my soul ignited and I was “home”. People laugh – I’m OCD and I guess being able to use every part of me to control this beast fits me like Cinderella’s slipper.

I studied music at College and formed my first band. We were rough and inexperienced but it was magic. I jammed with friends until I joined a couple of bands doing original music, then moved on to a few fun little cover bands, and then DeadBlondeStars came along. Out of all the bands I’ve been in, I’ve never been so nervous as I was when auditioning for these guys. I’m sure it annoyed my wife by listening to and playing the same tracks over and over again, but luckily it all paid off.

Every band has helped me to develop my style and sound, keeping me on my toes, from soft and light-hearted to just brutal filth. Consistent development of my skills is important to me.

It’s all about the love of music.