The front man. The Voice.  He sings rock, Indie, soul, funk, pretty much anything. He has been known to sing the 6 o’clock news.  With over 30 years of experience as a vocalist, he laughs, he cries, he screams. Then he gets on stage and really puts on a show.

Ravi’s guitar sound is a nostalgic time machine that’ll take you straight to a smoky bar in 1985, where the air smells like hairspray and regret.

His playing can melt your face while also giving you the deep existential comfort of a late-night whiskey. Whether he’s playing an old, beat-up Strat or one of his 72 other guitars, Ravi has a unique ability to make each note sound like it's been poured directly from the Mississippi River into your soul.

The man behind the drums. The destroyer of silence. He may not be able to count to four, but he can definitely hit every beat, sometimes even in the right order.
The only thing more impressive than Simon’s drumming skills is his ability to keep a straight face while doing it.

The “Groove Viking”. He left Sweden for London with nothing but his bass and a well-worn ABBA t-shirt. Raised on a steady diet of Roxette, Europe, and The Cardigans, he lays down basslines so deep, they could summon the Kraken—or at least shake the screws loose on a Billy bookcase.