Artist, Music Producer, Composer, Techno Druid and Local House Worshipper. Royalty of the feral kind. Resurrected from the grave of the Moth Prince to cause mischief of the absurd variety. Haunted by the memories of their past life, they transmute and release their dumpster fire evocations through their craft. As they painstakingly shed their skin, they slowly crawl, laugh, cry, shit and dance towards a bright, vibrant and trashy future. Devoted lover of the chicky parm-parms, and the petting of the smolest animals.
Take a journey won't you through their silly little inner world.