ADMT

If you are looking for proof of the redemptive and transportive power of song, look no further

than ADMT. Born Adam Taylor in Doncaster, the singer-songwriter not only has the knack for

creating candid, soul-bearing tracks, but he also makes songs that have changed – and

even saved – lives, starting with his own.

A teenage drummer whose first role in music misleadingly landed him poolside in Los

Angeles when he was recruited for a local band’s American tour, the fairytale was soon

punctured when ADMT found himself back home, working in a bottling factory after the

group stepped back from playing live. Though he would not have believed you back then,

this mind-numbing reset proved to be the start of another story, ADMT’s own.

“I was working at a bottle factory and I hated it,” he admits. “There were a lot of amazing

people working there, but it just didn’t feed my soul watching bottles go past. Then one of my

mates suggested I should sing rather than drum, but initially I wasn’t sure. It’s quite a scary

thing and I didn’t want to be – and I still worry about this now – the shit guy who everyone

says is good but when they end up on The X Factor they look like an idiot. [laughs]

Eventually, though, I gave it a go.” After applying, ADMT’s first show was remarkably for

secret gig promoter Sofar Sounds, playing a house in Camden (“In at the deep end!” he

grins) before more acoustic sets followed. However, while the switch from drum stool to

‘open mic’ offered the glimpse of a new path, life and bottles conspired to create an inertia

that stopped him from taking it as he found himself unable to leave in his childhood

bedroom.