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I am not a journalist! To be honest, having
gone to Hartcliffe school as a nipper I am lucky I can string a
sentence together. However, I write from the heart! Well, from the
wrist (steady). Ah crud! I write about what comes from my tiny rock
& roll mind.
As front man for The Mudheads (a band that are
my obsession as well my downfall) I know what it’s like to be part
of the ‘nearly rans’ Distribution deals in the US, great record
sales in Europe, gigs in major venues like The Brixton Academy, then
wallop!! It’s back to the grass roots of Bristol…and happy to do so.
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What I write doesn’t always please everyone,
but at least I try and keep it real.
My father, a well known West Country preacher
was once described as “Mr Average” and he was proud of that fact.
Well that’s me. Mr Average. The average Joe, struggling to get an
audience in the city that I love.
If I can encourage others along the way…well
hey…great!
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