Talented, fly, charismatic. Noone knows where he came from. But suddenly he was here. And his trashy and dark Grunge Rock music started making everybody addicted. His sound is dirty and direct. There’s no need for perfection. Because perfection is the death of music. There’s just an Angel coming at you, taking you in his arms and leaving his wet kiss on your skin. And you start burning in devotion like the personalised craving. An unquenchable thirst.