Allow me to introduce the new band on the bridgend block. "MOYH" are a fivesome (three of which were the original members of former bands B.I.G and TEMPRA) who just love making music. In an ocean of "screamcore", "Emo-rock" and just plain sillyness we seem to of forgotten what makes rock music so appealing. I'll give all the young uns a clue here.. IT'S THE "ROCK"! We miss the rock. And so we though we'd bring it back, kicking and screaming from the firey whore-pits of hell.
Rock isnt the alcohol, the headbanging or the STD's (although these all have a place in our wonderful world). Rock is rebellion. It's edgey. It would no sooner look at you than spit in your eyes, snatch your wallet and put a hit out on your nan. Rock is innovation. So thats what we wanted to do. To bring back something but make it new. To reinvent the msic that makes the people in this band so happy. All of our influences in their own way are inovators. They've done what we described above. Now all we want to do is join them on some other warped teen kids bands influence list.

Jackson "Jacko" Downs (The self proclaimed "King Of The Losers") and Steffan Edwards (Possibly the only member of the human race to not feel the need to bow down to IRON FUCKING MAIDEN) started college with their two man band extravaganza (The duo would later christen it Before I Go, or BIG for short). Quickly realizing that performing live would be an impossibility Jacko jumped from behind the kit to the Mic and the pair quickly started filling in bands spaces. These included a bassist by the name of Ash Evans (The Council house Axl Rose). Ash had been friends with the lads for a number of years now. Although initially mocking the bass as an instrument he ironically ended up playing with the boys. A year went by with a few line up changes (including a brief stand-in stint with the twins from the bands partners in crime "Your Local Hero") and things were great. The band had supported and even headlined one or two shows, were given a whole page dedicated to them in local paper the gazette and people at gigs showed genuine interest and seemed to enjoy the bluesy, rock alternative that these boys had cooked up in a garage with a karaoke machine and a pocket full of dreams. But it was the bands lack of drive that became their downfall and after losing contact with members, and just plain not getting what they wanted out of the band they had once enjoyed so much, the three boys who sat with each other in comprehensive music class decided enough was enough...