Walker, There Is No Path

Just who is WALKER, THERE IS NO PATH…? Well it depends on whom you ask… To some he’s a drug riddled, dance fuelled monster – a spiritual beast of epic proportions. To others (hmmm, let’s face it probably everyone) it’s Me, Mike Morritt from a small town in North Yorkshire. Starting off in the late nineties tired of Djing ‘other folks’ tunes, me and my pal Russ Watson (guitar) sculpted the primordial JUMA from bits of cassette tape and Valium whilst spending our evenings in the inspirational surroundings of Back to Basics in Leeds. It was the turn of the millennium; the club scene was waning and the acid house vibe was giving way to a more corporate and fashion-orientated hoi-te-toi scene… Read more