The german invader! Will never grow up. Still a bottle-feed kid. Beer bottles of course. Beer is his vegetable! Bass-player. Transboundary rock music of no importance which language, is his passion.
Lives true to the motto: Laziness is the capability to rest oneself before doing nothing.
As a young man had the nick name of “Beans & Gravy” but decided once reaching the height of 6 Feet 6 Inches to opt for “Big Davy”. “Big Davy” believes we all have 2 ages – Life Age and Liver Ability Age!! – The latter is fairing up the best!!
Buy him a Guinness and he’ll play you a song although, don’t ask for “Asking Alexandria” as it gets his blood pressure up. Also, as a warning to all – Watch out for Big Davy when at Gigs as he’ll not be watching out for you!!
I live on an island in the Safari Park with my wee bro Nico. He sleeps, I rock, well, I throw rocks!
Feed me and I’ll give you the best of Progressive Rock on a Tuesday and Not Prog on Saturdays.
I was born in Rockvaria. My Father was chief Snake Killer in the village and my Mother a Meer Cat!
I first got into 'Rock' when I was out hunting snakes with my old man and we stumbled across Alice Cooper's Constrictor and I have been Hooked ever since.
He was born under a bad sign....and left out in the cold....just a small town guy....living in a lonely world.....he took the midnight train going anywhere......and now he hears the drums echoing tonight.....he hears only whispers of some quiet conversation.....to begin the day with a friendly voice.....his companion unobtrusive.......MYROCK RADIO!!!