Born 'n raised in a one-bike town in the middle of Ohia, Biddle larned the ins and outs of petty theft, developed his pyromaniac tendencies, and listened to the Michael Stanley Band. After his move to Chicago, he fell under the Evil spell, and things just haven't been the same. 

Now the theft isn't so petty, the fires are quite a bit bigger, and the only band he listens to is the Satan, Saddam, Osama trio.