Edward Quinn aka 'Eddy Current' has been a punk since the beginning.  In fact he was the first punk in Shaddingham, way back in the seventies.  He doesn't wear makeup any more, nor does he dye his hair, but his reddish brown hair is in dreadlocks and his darker and redder beard is matted and unkempt, although he does cut said beard regularly, he doesn't do so very well, so his grooming is untidy to say the least.

He smokes too much, so his teeth are yellow and he smells of tobacco smoke and sometimes ganja even though he hates it.  He doesn't do smack (tried it once and didn't like it) or speed (doesn't need uppers, look at those shaking hands, that comes from the cerebral palsy or so he believes.  It's something else though.  The tobacco though, that calms him somewhat, reduces the shakes and makes him feel less like he's going through life on a downhill luge.

He left home at eighteen and moved to Cambridge but he had to keep coming back once a week or once a fortnight so his mum can wash his clothes and shout at him for smoking and having long hair and all the other shit he does that meets with her disapproval.  And of course, then to spend the evening in the John O'Gaunt, listening to old Idris behind the bar talking about his days in Malaya during the emergency or chatting to his old school mucker Jesus (that's his real middle name, David Jesus Sturgeon and he hates it because he's an atheist), or maybe even off to the edge of the city in Johnny Gregory's 1951 MG without working lights or breaks or whatever.

Now though, he's just lost his job in Cambridge because they caught him drinking industrial ethanol and nicking Amyl Nitrite and because he failed HNC chemistry - twice.  So he's back.  Living with his mum and dad and thinking desperately about moving into the RAZZY.  He's applied for a degree course in London though cause now he's 22 and can get a grant off his own bat so he doesn't have to tell his mum where he's going although his brother, Bernie probably will because Bernie's gonna drive him back.

Besides, what if he doesn't really want to do a degree in Cultural Studies.  If he can find a band, he'd prefer to sing.  He's got some awesome lyrics, not exactly punky but angry enough if maybe a bit literary.  That's why he'd have to move into the RAZZY.