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About San Antonio

First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

Early life

I have my faves, y’know? Like that tiny, offbeat coffee shop on Cedar Springs, where the aroma alone brings tears of gratitude to your eyes. And then there's the Trinity River – peaceful, winding, and sometimes a little sassy – kinda like me on a rollercoaster of emotions. Believin’ that each ripple in the water tells a story is straight-up magical.

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