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The officially released biography for Gorillaz member, Murdoc Niccals.

The biography has not been officially updated, therefore, do not edit it.

Official Biographies

Vol. 1, first promo booklet/Tomorrow Comes Today EP enhanced section/Celebrity Takedown Booklet, November 2000

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Born: Stoke-on-Trent, 6.6.66

Age: 44

Influences: Sabbath, Dub, J Andrew Anderson, Dennis Wilson, Satan

Hobby: Punching 2D

The snaggle toothed svengali of Gorillaz, his flop fringe disguises a mind like a rusty steel trap. Self-taught bassist, wannabe frontman, he's the band's warped back seat driver who knows that good tunes aren't enough to succeed. You need good looks - which he hasn't got - and a twisted mind - which he has. Murdoc likes to dominate interviews, a rent-a-quote misogynist who speaks without a taste filter. Ex speed freak. Personal hygiene problem. Kiddie frightener. Shoplifter. Heavy smoker. Max power subscriber. Used to set fire to cats.


Vol. 2, enhanced section of Tomorrow Comes Today single, November 2002

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Vital Statistics: 5'9", chronically caucasian, false thumb, green teeth. What a catch! Physique of a man in his nineties. A man so eager for rock star recognition he doesn't even realise that he's made it. Strangely this foul smelling fella has an animal magnetism that girls find irrrrrresistible! Despite having the opportunity to vent his rotten spleen in every magazine worldwide over the last year, he's still brimming with disgruntled venom. Success has proven him right. Good music rules, you're all suckers, and the world belongs to a smelly man from Stoke with a battered bass. With a view on spreading his disease he gave us this: "The first album was just a bunch of my old demos, the second is gonna melt your brain!" Future projects: Completion of his solo death metal album and finally paying his last installment to becoming a card carrying member of the Church of Satan, possibly. "I might try and get the Old Fella to do a guest vocal on my solo album." What next? Murdoc in "Bigger Than Satan" shocker?

Vol. 3, Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey's Head booklet, March 2005

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Our charismatic leader and bass-playing lethargio decided to head south to Mexico for a little sun, warm tequila and cheap senoritas. However, when his money ran out, he gets caught red-handed slipping dud cheques to the 'Tijuana Brass' down at the local brothel . Murdoc was thrown in jail. As Murdoc soon learnt... 'YOU NEVER STIFF A WHORE IN MEXICO!' Murdoc bides his time in jail usefully, or so he thinks, by taking a Mexican Open University course in the 'Amateur Administration or of Pharmaceutical Medicines'. Christ! Really? 'Dr.Murdoc'?! 'Legally entitled to experiment on monkeys'!?! No!! However, when some of the inmates took a shine to him, Murdoc has to make some new friends. Fast. Murdoc the 'Mexican Arse-Bandito?' Not a good look. Enter Pedro 'Shitbag' Lapetzo and Carlos Benito. These two greasy bastards not only stopped Murdoc becoming the prison 'bike', they also taught him a little 'Mexican Black Magic'. So he owes them plenty. 'Eh? My Friend!' Whilst languishing in the slammer Murdoc makes a friend of the feathered variety. 'Cortez the Raven' used to bring Murdoc little berries stright to the prison window. (Causing him to suffer the worst prison stomach bug known to man, but whatever). None of the other inmates would even look at the raven, a 'Jailbird' with a chilling reputation. Legend has it that the creature was 'born in the folds of the Grim Reaper's cloack'. And his f**cking squawk sounds like some idiot letting off a fire alarm in a library. TIME'S UP! After eighteen months and eighteen months and some pretty lengthy negotiations held in Murdoc’s new offices… er.. the prison showers, our legendary Gorillaz superstar decided enough was enough. With no sign of parole in sight Murdoc decides to get himself bust out of jail! EMI wants a new album and Murdoc wants his new advance! After one more lightning visit to 'The Chicken Choker', Murdoc was on a plane back to the belly of his beloved Kong Studios! Of course with his Raven and new Mexican pals in tow, ready to shake their stupid maracas all over the new record. With his bad boy credentials now complete, arthritic booze-monkey Murdoc has attained an even higher level of repulsiveness. Look out softies! Murdoc's back... with an even bigger ballsack! Lock your drinks cabinet and hide your daughters! Murdoc’s back, folks… and he’s really thirsty!!’

Jamie Hewlett's comments (source: Q magazine, August 2001 issue)

"He's like a young Keith Richards - a rock 'n' roll hardman with a bit of a mouth on him. He says a lot but he doesn't really know what he's talking about. Damon thought he was a bit too rock so I toned him down a bit, but in the future he'll get into Satanism. Murdoc is a death metal bass player who wants to be the singer but isn't pretty enough."

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