I was born in 1977 in the middle of a forest (don’t worry, conveniently there was a hospital in the forest). I hold this early connection with nature responsible for my love of all things outdoorsy … well, except hiking or biking or sporting activities of any kind. More just sitting by the sea or sitting by a babbling stream, that sort of thing. Feeling close to nature without any pesky activity getting in between us. The younger of two children I was labelled the “nice one” at an early age and my sister the “clever one”. This level of disappointment in my potential from my parents gave me the opportunity to spend countless hours on my own playing make believe with dolls and the like, while my sister was busy adding things up and discussing politics.
It was all change when I hit secondary school though, the largeness of the school finally allowing me to claw my way out from under my sisters shadow and it turned out I had hidden talents, i.e. learning things and thinking and so on. I was near the top of the class for pretty much everything. Never the brightest star, but able to tap the brightest star on the back if I really, really went for it. My greatest loves at this point were English, Music and Art.
I then pretty much chucked the towel in on everything to concentrate on my music and a new found random love of photography, and joined the family firm to keep me in penny sweets and teenage angst while I did. I signed my first record deal with a small indie label when I was twenty three and thought I’d finally made it…unfortunately, the world does not work that way and actually it was just the start of a hell of a lot of hard work, a battle to find anything like a musical direction, a battle to get out of the contract four years later to work with Overseer on my terms (they didn’t think it was that good – favouring my girlie piano material – clearly idiots) and a battle between me and Overseer as to when exactly, would I feel grown up enough to drive on a motorway, what with him living seven hours away and all.
Still, it all worked out okay in the end. Except the motorways. Never gonna happen Rob, never gonna happen…