Named after a fictional 17th century pornographer and diarist, Moeker have gathered together a wide variety of musical influences (including jazz, funk, rock and indie) and thrown them in the bin in favour of pointless-but-dancable electro pop. Born from the decaying, putrid husk of a tedious weirdo prog-rock outfit we gather in overpriced drinking establishments and under dank railway bridges to construct delicate, throwaway melodies for you, the discerning public. This does not including taking time to write a proper biography. We am Moeker. That is all.