Sammy Tokyo Vocals and Lead Guitar
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Ak.a. His Excellency.

Preservation of Antiquities Officer

Sammy Tokyo's early years were spent as a merchant of fabrics in Londons Leadenhall Market. Lords and Gentry would travel from afar as his understanding of velvet was unsurpassed in the Northern Hemisphere. However, one assignment would change his life forever. Upon receiving a telegram from two known outlaws, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, (who were hiding in Bolivia) he emarked on a dangerous journey to South America. He survived the crossing of the atlantic however upon arriving in New York he was robbed, beaten and left for dead as the mobsters made off with all his fine fabrics.

Left only with a natural talent for survival, Sammy Tokyo headed to South America, to learn of ancient civilisations. It seemed like the right thing to do.

Rumours abound that whilst in Peru, Sammy Tokyo discovered a secret pot of liquidized Inca Gold. In a moment of crazed passion he allegedly drunk the gold. This should have killed him, however, the precious metal then become fused with his vocal chords. This may account for the sweetness that ensues from his mouth.

Another story, which ST has even confirmed himself, explains that he has some stage of his life worked marinading meats on several farms. He explained that "marinading meats every day made my fingers extremely nimble and dexterous, I picked up the guitar and mastered it within 16 minutes."

After years of trawling the world seeking meaning and velvet, he eventually collapsed in a heap on top of the Great Wall of China, unleashed his acoustic guitar and starting to busk, singing about all the things he had seen.

Something extraordinary happened.

Many hundreds of thousands of people gathered to listen. Enthused by the response, he jumped to his feet screamed aloud, and returned to England to form a musical collective called 'OK Tokyo'.

Precious little is known about ST away from the crazy crazy world of OK Tokyo but he is well documented as having a love for open fires, tender meats, ports and fine cheeses.

All band photography by Chris Harris