About Us

This is the story of the little miracle called Wicked. It is the brainchild of two GenXers, Nick Wicked and Lady W, partners in life as well as in crime (but that's another story).

Nick Wicked was going through a painful identity crisis, having discovered a deep disturbing love for lawn bowling and tight leather pants, when he decided to pursue his long lost dream of playing the electric guitar. Nick Wicked had always been musically inclined and had even been forced to play the harpsichord as a child (poor guy, I know). Having purchased his very first (cheap) axe, he found himself taking it apart and back together over and over again, as he was never quite satisfied with the quality of the sound it was producing. That was it. From that moment on, Nick Wicked had only one mission in life: earn a living from playing with his instrument ; )

As for Lady W, she was faced with a choice in the early days of Wicked: lose her partner to his ever increasing passion for all things with strings, or embark on a voyage of self-discovery that would lead her to the wonderful universe of 21-hour days and basements full of stuff as a small business co-owner. Sometimes — but not too often — she wonders if she made the right choice.

Nick Wicked enjoys guitars, antique cars, Formula One racing, Laphroaig whisky, the fine sounds of early ZZ-Top and Lady W's considerable charms.

Lady W likes Veuve Cliquot, Bridget Jones, Hatha Yoga, the funky sounds of Prince (before the weird symbol name) and, of course, Nick Wicked and his offspring.