A piano, a boy, a computer. 88 keys, vocal chords, electricity and a kaleidoscope mind. Enough of that . . . self-promotion makes me queasy. If you're willing to explore it, the key to my subconscious is available. A Skeleton Key. It will unlock all the doors, although you have to struggle with some of the bolts. A slow journey into madness all in a 30 minute album-ette! (so-called because too big for an EP but too small for a proper album). I used to record as Michael Collins. That is what my parents called me. It's already been claimed twenty times over so I decided to take up this one. Songs I wrote as Michael Collins are relics. A collection of some of those songs (called 'Relic'; purely coincidence I assure you) is available. Once upon a time I put out a disc called Fixate. Fixate was OK I guess but some bits of it pissed me off and I had a bad attack of low self-esteem and leprosy (mostly low self-esteem) so I don't talk about Fixate anymore OK?