When I'm not writing, I make music no one asked for. Though calling it music feels very generous. It's more like a teenage baboon on bad honey, smashing buttons on an overpriced synth. But if you've made it this far down my book and you're Thom Yorke, or just someone with ears, hit me up. I got long fingers and a van in LA, we can use it as a studio. Maybe we can fix my loops?