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HARVEY OVENDEN
Growing up in in the mean streets of deepest darkest Kent I naturally found my escapism in music.
At school I took up the trumpet, having narrowly dodged the stigmata of tuba due to my chubby teenage frame, and spent most my school life tooting away in various bands an orchestras. The rest of my time I spent loitering in the dungeon of the music department listening to classical, jazz, punk, rock and my first love, Britpop.
To avoid the deadly onset of Ford Mondeoitis I packed of to London to study music at university, and a world of gigs and strange new sounds shook me to my suburban core. To the baffelement of my fairly traditonal lectures I churned out essays on everything from French hip hop to the ecstasy-fuelled illegal rave scene and somehow managed to get away with it.
Now I reside in London, working for my gin and cigarettes in some too dull to describe job whilst still hunting for music that lets me escape it all, and of course bringing those findings to you, dear reader. When I'm not doing that I write and perform comedy to a degree of success from being bought a couple of pints afterwards to being chased out of Roehampton by an angry mob.
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