Rocky Goode - Vocals
Kirlian Blue - Synths/Backing Vocals
Vortex - Guitar
Lee V2 - Bass
Influences
John Foxx, Gary Numan, Softcell, Visage, Adam And The Ants, Depeche Mode, Marilyn Manson, Nine Inch Nails, Front 242, Softcell, Nitzer Ebb, Prodigy, Goldfrapp, David Bowie, The Sex Pistols, Duran Duran
The Thought Criminals started as a supercharged synaptic in the in the mind of a splodge reclining on a floor of a South London college sometime in 2004. The splodge set about to create something that could comfortably lounge in the seedy underbelly of London until ready to sell out to the highest bidder. Whilst the foundations of the sound, including the tongue in cheek lyrics and infectious hooks were tweaked, stretched and pounded, the splodge set out on a mission of mismatch to recruit its notorious members to give a face to this new horror.
Rocky, a wrestling stripper, was headhunted from London's underground fetish scene with the promise of as many different species as he could handle in one night as long as he could keep his mouth open for up to 45 minutes on stage. Rocky provides a hard body that the rest of the band can always stand behind.
Kirlian Blue, a concept hacker, was caught by dipping our phishing net in cyberspace. He was easily persuaded that real viruses were much more fun to catch and that talking to girls would not hurt his fingers as much. Kirlian provides an infectious melody whilst playing any instrument with all eight fingers.
Lee V2, a religious chemist, was found in the rehabilitation toilets of Slimelite at 6am, praying for inspiration. With an exceptional imagination coupled with absolutely no musical talent, no promises were ever made to him and he still feels blessed to this day. Lee V2 provides a rhythm that the others can pound along to.
Vortex, a bookstore prophet, was hiding behind a cash register clutching the last book with pictures and holding a gun. He was kidnapped in broad daylight with an agreement that he can only have his glasses back when we are famous. Vortex has so much talent that we all choke when we suck it out of him.
