The baby-faced stick-wielding rhythm mesiter, that drives from the back seat, has had a harrowing journey to take over the helm of RMG tempos. Brought up in Johannesburg, Francois become aware of the infamous women of Round Mountain whilst searching the web in a dark room late at night on the African continent. Inspired and intrigued, he set off in an 18ft Yacht, such was the pull, which overturned in huge seas off Cape Horn -particularly strange in the fact that he was heading in completely the wrong direction. Clinging to a empty floor tom case, as luck would have it, he was washed up on Christmas Island where he was brought up by prison guards as one of their own.
It was here that he learned to use soap and was given tattoos.