I returned to music after a 12 year lull in output. Predictably, there was some hesitation on the part of my parents, considering my last efforts.

But despite opposition, I purchased my first instrument, an electric guitar. The “Profile” brand guitar and the Peavey Rage amplifier was almost everything a young guitarist who didn’t know anything could hope for. Many Terrible Bands followed. They are too many and too awful to describe.

Then in 1994, I joined a good band. We were called Dish and had the good fortune to play some famous venues in Vancouver that no longer exists. Even if we were like every other “alternative” band trying to grab an audience, times were good. Until our bass player suddenly moved to England. [PS Carl, I don’t care about the money, just email me and tell me how you’re doing]

After Dish, I started to play different instruments. My favorite instrument to play is the drums, recordings of me hammering away are still available to this day on the internet. Everything was great until the lead singer/guitar player moved to Toronto. [PS Ryan, we were just good friends, we never did anything]

With band members constantly leaving me, I decided I will go it alone. I will become an experimental electronic artist. Who needs all those other people?

Then I met Emma. Although Emma hated me at first, he eventually realized that we were meant to be together. It started off as “Graeme is the artist” and “Emma is the Engineer.” But it was quickly apparent that we were creating music together, collaborating. Best of all, he doesn’t plan on moving away.