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What is Organic Harris? Is it a vegetable patch? No. Is it a stall at a health food market? Definitely not. Is it some kind of magical creative wishbox? Partially. Is it a state of mind? Getting warmer, although that would be a pretentious train of thought. Organic Harris is actually nothing more than the pseudonym / anagram of Craig Harrison, musician / producer / photographer / general-arty-creative-hippy-type, who currently resides in Leeds, UK.

When Craig isn’t drinking, or stroking his luscious ginger beard, he can often be found out and about with his camera, locked away in his house writing and recording, or just generally tinkering with technical stuff. Either that or he’ll be doing something a wee bit odd, like talking to cats or trying to find the resonant frequency of a shower cubicle.

With a passion for all things bass and/or Fender related, Craig is an unfortunate sufferer of the ailment known as GAS (gear acquisition syndrome). This horrific disease has led him to make many rash decisions regarding the purchasing and sale of guitars, musical equipment, cameras, lenses, and has even resulted in him saving certain dilapidated instruments from their murky fate (the bin), thinking “this shouldn’t be too hard to restore…” Oh the poor, unfortunate soul…

Of course, Craig doesn’t spend all of his musical time indoors, drooling over his instruments and/or composing. Over the years he’s played bass with a great number of bands, some of which were actually quite good. And with a love of jazz, he can often be found at a jam night, trying to come across as a cat, whilst disguising the fact that he knows nothing.

So, what is Organic Harris? Is it (to quote Chris Morris) “the twisted brain-wrong of a one-off man-mental?” No, because Craig isn’t that intelligent (if he was he wouldn’t have to use quotes). Organic Harris is Craig Harrison. Well, his creative output anyway. After he’s eaten a carrot or two.