Music isn’t about fame and fortune or being on telly, nor can it be quantified:
some things are simply art for art’s sake
If you hail from Liverpool we’ve a saying, ‘You’ll either become a comedian, a footballer or a musician,’ well…
Having lost my musical virginity to Elvis at the unfashionable age of ten, my next musical epiphany was at sixteen. Moved by the spine-tingling songs of a motley crew of drop-out hippy Christians, I determined to possess that goose-bump magic too.
On my seventeen birthday, I joined a commune and spent the next ten years travelling the world with guitar in hand and like any self-respecting troubadour, sang for my supper and a place to rest my head: I’m still singing for my supper.
As well as playing solo, I also have the pleasure of performing with The Frantastics.