Born in Essex, Scott Lavene was raised on power ballads, punk and swearing. In bands since his teens, scratching out a pound note on with dead end jobs in various towns. Always moving, sunny side down, trying to find something to cling to. In London during the late noughties, the behaviour became darker, the songs got better and there came a sniff from some major labels and a stint in New York including playing at CBGBs. The songs are stories, tragic and funny, catchy, honest and passionate. They keep you on your toes, as will Scott Lavene if you keep your eyes on him.
