That’s when I got more into vinyl. I was brought up on a heady mix of my elder brothers’ Sex Pistols albums blaring out in the back room and my Mum turning up the volume every time she played The King in the front room. This wonderful experience led me to appreciate all styles of music but the NWOBHM scene will always be close to my heart. I was never happier in my youth than getting hammered for the weekend at Castle Donington’s Monsters of Rock. I still haven’t heard anything better than the songwriting ability and musical diversity of G n R’s Appetite For Destruction.

My bass playing came about after a mate – we’ll call him Rob, and I quit our jobs and, with a few weeks wages stuffed in our back pockets, set off in search of the American Dream. When we came back cold, dejected and disillusioned some weeks later, I decided to buy a 2nd hand Encore bass guitar with my last hundred quid.