Logan Wilson
Aaaaaargh! I was born! My mother suffered immensely as I tried to hang myself on the umbilical cord. But fortune was at hand and I was rescued from my pre-natal urge by the steady hands of a gay, south african doctor. Did I mention, it was raining?
Years passed. I made things out of paper that cut my hands and I slowly learned to cook until I could make fajitas. Sometime around all of that I picked up a piano. This nearly broke my bloody back so I stopped doing it and started playing the bass guitar instead.
Later on, I realised that unbeknownst to me, I had inadvertantly learned to play the guitar as well. This came as a welcome shock and at once I set about writing terrible rock music. What can I say? I was only fifteen.
So no cool and interesting musical diversity? No, I doubt it. A bit of early Beatles and some shit my dad recorded off the radio, like the Village People.Where the hiss was louder than the song. Anyway I moved about a bit, my dad worked for the Royal Greenwich Observatory, got born in
Ended up in Bexhill-on-sea. But who's to say I'd be who I am now if I hadn't?
Wow that was short. X
