Years ago, Will Gould stood on the side of a motorway dressed as a giant pizza box and honking a clown horn. With no plans beyond putting on shows and surviving in whatever bands they were in at the time, the singer and his Southampton rocker circle took shifts in call centres, bars and food joints. They shared houses, slept on floors and mucked in with each other’s artistic efforts. By night they played gigs all over town. Bands including Phoenix Down, Little Girl Lost, Tight Like Strings and Our Time Down Here came and went.
From these foundations Creeper would be born, and then reborn multiple times, moving through punk, emo and glam incarnations before arriving at their current cocktail of rock and metal theatre; vampire rock’n’roll with Rocky Horror in its veins, epitomised by Sanguivore II: Mistress Of Death. For now, though, Gould was advertising Dominos’ new stuffed-crust to irate motorists, wondering if he’d be doing shit like this forever.
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