'Sharky' (I'll get to the moniker later) is the man responsible for the band first hooking up, scouring pubs, clubs and shrubs to find a bassist and drummer for a 'Punkultura' outfit. After a stint on vox and guitar (both playing and throwing at hecklers like a reject from 'Zulu'), he decided to give up on strumming when PDiS was scouted by Sean, but that's not important right now.
Listing Nailbomb, Sepultura, Pantera and (surprise surprise) Soulfly as personal influences, as well as killing time in the gym or various martial arts (kickboxing a speciality), The Shark is the agressive member of the band, as well as the token one with a goatee/beard.
Still, would you take the piss out of him if he was glaring at you? No? Good plan. And don't say his lyrics are shit, last person who did is probably still on life support.
Luckily, he isn't always so 'sensitive', only during gigs or if Chelsea lose to Man. Utd. (hey, who isn't?) is he so psyched up. The rest of the time he's quite quaint. Honest.
And finally, the moniker. This came from the time him and a couple of his mates were totally out of it in Brighton or somewhere like that. Somehow they took it upon themselves to visit the local aquarium (?), stumbling between tanks an' shit like that. Then the reached the (patheticaly small kind of) shark pool, and he decided to stir the surface shouting 'DINNER!', and one took offense and went straight for his pinkie, and was adamant in not letting the new taste sensation go until pulled off and dumped in the tank. Since he was too embarrassed to get it sorted out at the time, the pinkie still has scars in the general shape of a shark's gob. Not a nice thing to broadcast to the World, but he won't find out. He only has a Saturn...
