Halfbeak is singer-songwriter Tim Gum. Halfbeak is also the name of one particular Melbournian crow with unfortunate beak shortcomings whom Tim once knew. So let's see.... One Spring day in the grassy shimmer of a suburbian yard, out sprang one shook, scruffled, starven, buiscuited and bewildered crow with a glint in his eye and a bottom beak a mere half of its former glory. With half a beak not of much use for much, particularly the essential magpie pursuit of hunting, this is where the story of our little crow might have ended.... .... had it not been that this garden..... .... was the very garden of ..... .....Tim Gum's Mum. Tim Gum's Mum took a liking to this bird's aforementioned glint, tall tales and peculiar ways and decided to sort him out with regular tucker. Into the summer Halfbeak and Tim Gum's Mum became the best of drinking buddies and they sipped across the grassy shimmer and into the tales of Halfbeak's tortuous, troubled, triumphant, grinning, hind-legged, twisted, joy stricken, cerebral, joyful, confused, hog bitten, gnarled, fruity, grisly, better beck back down town Brown, winner-takes-it-all, sooted, scarred, rubbery, good, gulloping, fonged, inebriated, wronged, reasonable, callow, funny, confiscated, vociferous, victorious, semi-hinged, unintended, wheezy, binocular, hedgehogged, smiling, spooked, lonesome pretty Peggy May, foosy, midwiferous, blubbery, kippered, achieveable, inconsolable life. From the living room... with one ear on 'beak's tweets and the other on his strum was one... ....Tim Gum. Inspired by all these stories and Halfbeak's own take on life, Tim Gum crafted songs in that living room watching the footy and Rage with the telly on mute. Songs from the other side of the fence... about birds, cats, dogs, humans, working folk, folks who weren't working very well at all, that mysterious thing we've all decided to call glove, tomorrow, today, Wednesday, Prosopagnosia, peering upon the well-tempered clockwork machine from the mad free spirit afar... or imagining what it would be like to do so anyway. Halfbeak liked the kid and would offer critical feedback, which was usually very insightful. They decided against including most of Halfbeak's backing vocals for the finished versions. Times finish as new times begin. Otherwise there'd be nothing. There'd be a big vacuum in world events and the universe cave in on itself. When I'm feeling a little apathetic. I find this thought very motivating. Anyway, so it was at about this time that Halfbeak decided to jump the fence once more, this time with Tim in tow to cloggy London town. Thankfully, airport security at Heathrow was lax and Halfbeak snuggled into hand luggage for the journey. Tim watched Borat a several times during the flight. He felt a deep affinity with this fellow traveller. He also could relate to the grizzly bear in the ice-cream truck scaring all those ice-cream smitten kids away. He felt like that most mornings getting up for work. And now, there you are, you're in the Summer of 2012... these songs and many more are about to be unleashed.. And from their Finsbury flat our pair at the time of writing gaze off coiled into the luke red English Spring sky with the excitement of their first.... This is because it is their first. It is also because.... on the first day of summer 2012, the first EP “Killing One Bird With Two Stones” was released for all to hear. and further to that... There were be more to come... Oh yes.... As a matter of fact.... 9 (count em! 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-(phew!)-8....9!) 9 more EP's were to follow, One for the first day of each new month...