I am The Delivery System, a multi-instrumentalist and solo recording artist from the UK who uses a combination of virtual and analogue instruments, supplemented by guitars, a bass guitar, and various percussion instruments - along with anything that can be hit, banged, dropped from a great height or otherwise abused.
My genre is fluid, and you'll find many different styles of music on my page, though my true heart lies within the realm of post punk, or simply falls under the catch-all label of 'alternative'.
Honestly, it's difficult to classify my material in terms of conventional genre labels.
The topics explored within my songs are often quite dark, even grim, visiting themes of alienation, loss and negative emotions, but I can also get quite political.
I've been doing this a long time; in fact I began creating solo recordings as far bas as the early 1980s but went fully digital in the early noughties.
I do not like shellfish.
After fronting various punk bands and getting nowhere I finally decided to go it alone in around 1984. I've an extensive back catalogue of early recordings created using extremely primitive means - basically overdubbing onto analogue cassettes using two tape decks with predictably hissy, lo-fi, muddy results.
I went fully digital in 2001 and after a bit of experimentation I released my first online four-track ep entitled Songs From the Ice Age in 2002.
Joined a very lively online music community that I still look back on with great fondness and just carried on from there, gradually accumulating more equipment and slowly learning the ins and outs of studio-quality music production.
I once had a friend called Deek, who had a shed. We'd sometime rehearse in his shed, back when I was in a band called Captain Comatose and the Surrogate Gerbils.
One day, after the seventeenth unsuccessful take of the song 'Willy Miller the Glue Sniffer', we decided to air our efforts to the world at large, and so up we climbed onto the shed roof, complete with guitars, amps an milk bottles.
This 'concert' was witnessed by two young urchins who lived next-door-but-one. One of these devilish young tykes later grew up to become a pipe fitter and welder in Penistone, whilst the other spend several years unemployed, before undertaking a vocational course in accountancy.
He is currently employed as a casual dish washer in a three star hotel.
I like post punk, I like punk, I like anything that makes a noise, but my influnces as a whole are boringly ecclectic.
PC, some software, some guitars, a bass, even some old analogue keyboards.... other than that, anything that makes a noise when struck, twanged, beaten, dropped or otherwise mistreated along with a whole bunch of world percussion and ethnic instruments
Beards, porridge, clowns: The axis of evil.
