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Over the last few years Edward Scissortongue has morphed into one of the most outlandish and enterprising musical entities operating in the UKHH scene. The process has been gradual and grinding; leaps and bounds in the space of an evening juxtaposed by months lost in the darkness have seen him develop a musical verve unlike any other; the adventures of a man wading through his very own homemade universe.
His output on a day-to-day is a cause of alarm for his nearest and dearest, who surreptitiously discuss the cocktail of personality disorders they suspect may be the cause of his unique breed of oddball behaviour. In stark contrast, people less close to his heart often stare at him with equal levels of concern and dismay as he twists and twitches down the street, listening to his own voice, while rapping along. It has taken a while, but he has come to the realisation that life is too short and precious to worry about how the cogs turn; they turn the way they do because that is the way they turn. Let them go about their business…
Scissor doesn’t care much for the should’s and shouldn’ts and neither should you. He lives for the music, and refuses to let anything get in the way of that. His music represents the never ending struggle to find total freedom in something. He likes the idea that his music does the talking and truly believes that anyone who cares to know him as a musician would agree wholeheartedly with that sentiment.
