Born in Australia, Tucker grew up taking a job as a bartender. He eventually moved out to England, tiring of locals asking him whether he was going to wrestle the late Steve Irwin.

He took on a series of different bartending jobs, until an unfortunate incident relating to a nasty encounter with radical herbivores led to him getting chased out of the bar he worked at. Fortunately, as he climbed over a wall to escape his pursuer, he literally ran into Kobi’s car. He quickly accepted the placement in the band without even so much as handing in a notice. He soon discovered a talent for drumming, and has done so for the group since he first joined.

Tucker is also a rather crass and boorish individual, sometimes to the point where he doesn’t seem to be aware that he’s in the wrong due to him being a bit slow-witted. His fondness of alcohol has gotten the group into trouble on more than one occasion because of interviews he took part in while in a drunken stupor. In spite of this, he has his redeeming qualities, for he truly does care about the welfare of the group and sometimes comes out with just the right comment to defuse an awkward situation (whether he realises it or not). He still has carnivorous urges, but those have become downplayed in recent times. He also lives in perpetual fear of the Foreign Office catching up to him, as he’s overstayed his visa by several years. This may or may not be related to a stalker – a female crocodile in a smart business suit – who has taken to following him to the band’s various gigs.

Artwork by JessLyra