Fudge. Is he soft and sweet and creamy? I am told that a finger is just enough, appetites sated. He is a big lad, but it wasn't his fault the stage collapsed underneath him. Honest!.

Prowling the stage with his infamous Rickenbacker ("yes, it's lovely. No, you can't touch it!"), either pushing out those driving rythyms or providing the melodic phrasing behind Mr Fish's wilder moments of excess. Is he on drugs? Yes, but there's no demand for them on the street so he's safe for now.