Bio
Born half-man, half bassline, The Colonel is the deranged musical alter-ego of not-particularly-mild-mannered Ipswich boy Lucian O’Neill. I spent my childhood twanging instruments; and my teens buying records ranging from funk to reggae to jungle and garage and somehow trying to mash them together. As a DJ I play loads of different stuff, but I always like it to have a groove. In 2005 I set up my military bunker deep inside the seven hills (cleverly disguised as an ordinary terraced house) and began a series of sinister experiments resulting in the creation of my own tunes. My own productions are bass-heavy UK party bangers taking influences from funk, soul, jazz, house, hip-hop, jungle, garage, and traditional British knees-up-muvva-brown silliness. I am also a qualified, time-served industrial abseiler. That means that if you want to book me to DJ at your office party, twenty stories up, I will probably be able to do it from the outside of the building, suspended on a rope. And maybe I’ll clean the windows while I'm there. But that'll cost extra. In addition, I’m an obsessive perfectionist about tea, an enthusiastic (but badly co-ordinated) footballer, a big fan of fancy dress and a veteran party animal. And often a driver of shit, old cars. The Colonel will personally come and smash your party to bits, should you request this service. Now let's get fucking CRUNK!
Sheffield United Kingdom
Member since: 08 Jul 2011
