Rami was born on the edge of the Saharan plain, the son of an unemployed camel driver. Orphaned at an early age, he took shelter in a disused Pyramid, and soon learned to walk like an Egyptian.
He unsurprisingly devloped a taste for yellow grainy music and even in his later recordings, one can still hear the influence.
"Living life in two-dimensions became hard" says Rami, juxtaposing this against the holy trinity of Sex, Drugs and Rock'n'Roll (is Rock'n'Roll one or two dimensions?), "I decided I didn't want to work for a living, and so the only way to get me drugs and women was to Rock'n'Roll".