David was raised in the entertainment business. His mum was a waitress at one of the first Little Chef restaurants to be built in Essex his Dad auditioned many times for Keith Chegwins’ talent show.
Also, his Grandma is from Switzerland, and apparently there is quite a long line of yodellers on her side of the family. David think yodelling is a bit gay, but with all the talent in his family, it’s really not surprising that he’s an awesome guitarist (Just cover your ears when he does backing vocals)
When it comes to the band David thinks big. Big speakers, big lights and big shows. His band mates also say he is a big pain in the arse. When he plays guitar on he often looks to the sky with his eyes closed. In his deluded mind he is in Whitesnake but in reality he is wedged next to the fruit machine down the local boozer, trying to look down girls’ tops (or up their skirts) while wondering when his unreliable amp will blow up.
David has a deep love for 1980’s hair metal which is deeply ironic for a man with no hair. He also throws lots of tantrums when he doesn’t get his own ways - which are totally ignored by the rest of the band - so to seek further attention he will scuttle off and buy another ‘awesome’ pedal or a load of lights and lasers.
David plays Ibanez, Gibson and Brian Moore Guitars into an ever changing selection of unreliable Marshall, Mesa Engineering and Line 6 Amplifiers as well as a stupid looking toaster called Kevin.