Everyone loves a self-penned band biography right?
Here we have five men, either young-ish or young-once-ish who decided toward the end of 2011 that being a good band wasn’t good enough for us, and scrapped everything we had done (which, to be fair, didn’t amount to a whole lot) and started again.
We’re not kids anymore, we’ve all worked office jobs for years, we’ve all had frustrations of one kind and another, and we were asking where was the music for us? Where are the songs about realizing we’re actually meant to be grown up and that we might have left everything a bit late?
With that in mind, we decided to make ourselves happy. We left behind our one-paced in-and-out (mostly out) rock and have at least attempted to pen songs that spoke for who we are and what we were: a poorly dressed bunch of men with a penchant for harmony, terrible intentions, strident melodies, piano and guitars, making music that will help you wake up feeling ever so slightly sexy, dirty and used and that it wasn’t really worth it.
When most people get to the point where they either have to laugh or cry, we decided to drink some gin, watch some porn, and turn up the TV.