Bad Credit

Bad Credit is a post-punk synthpop evil genius currently planning several musically-inspired robotic invasions of single environ planets namely: the fire planet, the desert planet and city planet.

He can be found with his favorite pointer finger (the one on his right hand) and a litany of prepackaged philosophical conversations ranging on subjects from semiotics to nihilism patrolling a small confined district known as Queen West in the great city of Toronto at the centre of the known universe.

His early years are riddled in mystery. Several accounts have him emerging from a teardrop cried into the sea by an unidentified Titan, while others have him fleeing the fall of Troy to a small rural town on the borders of the Ural Mountains in a basket made of the Greek arrows he caught and wove for his mother at the tender age of six weeks. From there it is said he skinned a still breathing lion to make his first base drum out of a plastic bucket and the great beast's leathery hide on which he would practice for a thousand years before beginning his musical trek through the stars.

Mid-career as backup drummer abroad the Super Dimension Fortress Macross, he yearned for a simpler time away from post-apocalyptic anime visions, and while secret galactic conquest remained an ultimate goal, music took over more and more of his life. This eventually led to his split with Minmay's band and a long tumultous voyage back to Earth with a Sperm whale. What became of the whale remains a critical mystery in unravelling this uncompromising artist. A keen ear can hear reference to the sea behemoth's song in nearly every track Bad Credit has produced to date.