Influences: Anything musical evincing strong and imaginative feelings, preferably involving strings of any kind and/or emotive voices, dark red wine and my first girlfriend, a dark-eyed red-haired vixen. I still have an ache for her.
Survived the immolation of a strict Irish catholic childhood, though I still lick the scars and sometimes snarl; moved to higher ground a long time ago, way above the leather straps and dogma, the guilt and the penance and I'll never give up playing or writing. Bop 'til you drop etc.
Love is the rickety ladder up from the ninth circle of Hell.
Hand me that fucking bottle Jorkins, FAWM is nigh upon us...
No songs by this fawmer (yet).