Scott came to TOG having never sung more than “Happy Birthday” and the occasional lewd rugby chant in public. Following the TOG training regime Scott now lays down a bassline so solid you can balance a tenor on it.
When he’s not in the Union, Scott is (somewhat less rebelliously) usually found lurking in the labs, hacking out a degree in computer science. Rumour has it he has also been spotted at the gym. However, much like the Loch Ness monster, there has never been more than one witness at any of these sightings.
Hailing from Kilmarnock on the west coast, Scott’s a true Scot. Provided he doesn’t suggest we add anything by The Proclaimers to the repertoire, he’ll get along jus’ fine the noo.