No such thing. Look it up.
Lucky enough to have stood for some years behind the likes of Graham Coxon, The Damned, Charlotte Hatherley and, for one brief week, Cardiacs, he has decided to shun the tourbus life & take a walk through his own songbook for a change.
Putting down the drums sticks & arming himself with a battered guitar & a casiotone he decided to channel his bitterness & resentment into songs rather than bottling it up & breeding some kind of abnormal growth or canker.
The result was his first album “Bonjour Poulet”. A 43 minute song book that mixes the spirit of Yo La Tengo and Ivor Cutler with broken friendships & human error. The songs are beautiful, the words are horrible. I don't know why you don't think that's a good thing?
He has just finished recording & mixing his second album for Onomatoopoeia Records “Employee Of The Month” for release in 2019. His laudable use of ancient analogue equipment led to the recordings being trapped in a tape machine for several months during which they ripened to perfection. His third album “Here Come The Lights” is already written with recording imminent. We can only guess what might happen next.