One moment I remember dearly. At the age of 6 years, 54 days I decided to explore the old attic room of the family house. Between the cardboard boxes & various objects that scattered the forsaken room, there she was. I blew the dust of her face and she beamed back with gladness, she was overwhelmed to see me.

Inspired by my then carefree life I began to play followed very soon my first song. I genuinely thought that I had created a true world wonder, something timeless / classic / ground breaking, actually, to sum it up 'Pure Genius'

I yelled with enthusiasm, jumping around the family living room like a monkey on red bull shots, my first gig soon followed... welcome to my first true childhood trauma.

This was the first time I truly realised what is was to sweat and for your fingers to tremble in fear & anticipation... 'Oh wait a minute', 'It went something like'.... 'I'll start again' 'errr how did it begin again?!' My parents sat silently patiently waiting for 8 minutes for something to happen... eventually my dad decided to [secretly] ring the home phone with his mobile so that they had a reason to leave the room... At that moment I decided to put down my guitar and songwriting skills and stay focused on my drumming.

Once I arrived at secondery school I realised there was a new opportunity for me to make my talent come alive, It began as bad rapping with a friend on themes like 'bricks are cool' and 'stop school shootings'. And er yeah... I guess if you want to change the world you have to begin somewhere...

So sporadically I began to write songs. I soon went to my big sister and showed her what I had written, she sung herself and found it honest and beautiful. My first true recognition, I was ready for the Emmy's.

Back to reality....my rap friend asked if I wanted to sing with him in a new band called 'Nuclear Playground' so finally, I was gonna sing! However, I soon sadly found out that I wasn't develeped enough to take up the position of 'lead singer', I hid myself at the back of the band, behind my old former lover: 'the drums'. There I stayed in the drum corner for 10 long years, waiting for someone to redeem me...

At this point I was a fanatic drummer and was soon playing in 5 bands, always fighting for that second voice! I pulled the strangest of faces with great success but the crowd was simply too far away from me... I wanted to talk with them, shake their hands, give them a hug, a big kiss, but it wasn't possible... *sigh*

Finally the silence was broken on one autumnal studio day, I was allowed to sing second voice on the next band album! The following sentance was my salvation. The producer announced 'we are going to record an album' this was my chance.

My songs are honest, straight forward and about my life.

So,

Micah Sings