The Brigadier

United Kingdom

Born and raised in the misty Welsh mountains near the end of the last century, the
young Brigadier often caught a whisper of a tune floating on the cold wind.
Humming then became something of a hobby until the day he caught sight of an old mysterious
guitar leaning against the stone wall of the cellar underneath his parents house.
It was whilst plucking away mindlessly on this guitar that the Brigadier sought to realise
the melodies and choruses that frittered away in his mind keeping him awake at night.
When he was ready, his Father handed down to him an instrument that he had carved himself
from a piece of solid Oak and then fashioned into an electric guitar.
The Brigadier then endured years of misspent education, subsequently toiling in an endless mire
of menial jobs in an attempt to finance his purchases of the necessary equipment which would help
to make real his audio fantasies, kept awake by thick cups of soupy tea and cheap chocolate.

Nowadays, the Brigadier goes by the name of Matt and doesn't drink caffeine and the only chocolate
he consumes is the finest extra dark. He is keen not to distort the lines of fantasy and reality
except in his music which he makes for himself in order to escape the mundanity of the everyday...
or perhaps to revel in it...?




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