Ben Wickins takes hard rock and neo-soul and marries them in a basement in Hackney. But this wasn't always his intention… He was once a gentle soul whose catchy songs were like vivid snapshots of beautiful places and complicated people. But more and more, his band members started turning up to rehearsals with seven-string guitars and great big Chinese cymbals, wreaking havoc with drive pedals and snare drum effects. It broke his heart. Then one day, whilst staring intently into a whiskey and coke, at the bottom of which he could see his sunken dream of becoming the next Billy Joel, Ben reluctantly gave in to the whim of his musicians. The result? A hard-rock-tinged brand of laid-back funk that's low, dark and heavy but whose lyrics are descriptive, truthful and ironic.