After spending roughly 6 months or more in a thrash metal group playing finger blistering bass, the singer/guitarist/writer left the band and left behind what would soon became one of the biggest things to rock humble Wollongong.
The band became known as Guiseppe & The Ramjams - a combination of names suggested by our two fathers.

My brother Paul was on drums and Alec Marshall on guitar.
We performed together occasionally for probably around 2 years and wrote a handful of songs before hitting a serious writer's blockade and calling it quits.

This song was the first band recording I had ever done. We recorded the drums and bass together with one microphone while Alec played quietly in the background. He then overdubbed his guitar part in one take before we flooded the mix with vocal and percussion tracks.
This all took place in what was known at the time as my bedroom.

We would spend most of our time together practising in Paul's bed room and made a lot of noise... Which at one point resulted in a drunk neighbour throwing bottles at our house and verbally abusing my poor grandmother who lived at the front of our house. We weren't even home or playing at the time. They decided to stop bothering my grandmother after awakening one night to a moltov cocktail exploding through their bedroom window and burning up all their incense in one foul go!

People loved Guiseppe and his Ramjams. I think it was mostly due to the unsurpassed technical ability of our very young drummer mixed with the fluent guitaristics of Alec and my pristine vocals... We were bound for success but fame got the better of us. There was a short reunion EP that was recorded and put together via the internet many years later while members lived far away from each other. More on that later...

Alec now lives in Melbourne and runs a successful independent record label Why Don't You Believe Me and plays with his friends in bands and stuff.

Paul joined a band called The Walking Who.

I'm still recording in my bedroom...