Gyasi wasn’t like his peers. An androgynous old soul in a very smalltown world, he looked to rock stars for inspiration. By the age of four he was playing guitar. A life of rock’n’roll was perhaps inevitable.
“I wasn’t a redneck driving a big old pickup truck,” he says. “I always felt like my masculine and feminine [sides] were equal. So embracing that, writing about that… all that was part of the journey.”
