A band put together by the entreprenurial talents of an eccentric Cuban-cigar sukking, heel wearing Marxist millionaire; one Monsignor Basil McKeskey III, whom in his infinite wisdom and foresight thought that five strangers from the four points on the compass would somehow make him a wealthier and more psychologically well-adjusted man.
Monsignor McKeskey, whom shall be referred to from now on only as 'M' had a vision late in 1999 which he could not shake, and shook him: a rock'n'roll group. Now we all know there are plenty of those around, so how was this one going to be special? Perhaps it wasn't. Perhaps it would never exist. However he would try. He purchased a first-class round-the-world air-ticket and set off to find himself talent he could entrust with his crystalline dream. He needed someone who could sing at least reasonably in tune, with urchin affectations, dirty jeans and a cool guitar. He searched all the shopping malls, mens toilets, and carparks his plump little feet could manage but alas no success. Retiring to his plush hotel suite and fortifying himself with Gin he felt lost, and abandoned in his satin robe. Had he come all this way to the South Pacific for nothing?, was it all going to end here in this smoke-filled red velvet walled room? "Never! I'm going out now", he shrieked into his sticky glass. And 45 minutes later he had found him.
In the carpark behind the supermarket underneath thick layers of carpet lying hopelessly sheltered against the pouring rain. There he was looking like a waif, drunk and vomiting last nights drink into muddy puddles. 'M' knew without the shadow of a doubt that this young wretch was the young man from his vision, and from that moment Dylan Davies was to be a member of Honey Hi-Fi.
Monsignor Basil McKeskey III
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