Keith hails from the depths of the Surrey Delta, birthplace and home of such luminaries as Eric Clapton and Jeff Beck. Unfortunately very little of their guitar skills came to Keith, instead, he was 'blessed' with a deepish voice that is useless for anything other than doing 'doo wops' to 50's pop songs. Currently lives in a shack nestling in the mountains of Blackpool and spends most of his time trying to perfect his mother's 'lemonade' recipe. Occasionally busting out the geetar and hitting it with enough ferocity while at the same time shouting a few nonsense lyrics, he occasionally gets somebody to pay to hear him (although they usually ask for their money back!). This is the latest venture in a long line of failed attempts at rock stardom, and he is fully expecting this to turn out to be just as successful. Hobbies include playing dead and knitting woollen breasts.