Chris Wall
There seems to be a musician-themed tangent to our recent Chinless Men, but really now...who's complaining? Chris Wall, ladies and gents! The weakly be-chinned frontman of the Bournemouth born 'n' bred band Air Traffic. Look at him; perched with delicate balance atop that guitar case, tickling those ivories with talented delight whilst fully aware of the glory his profile is casting upon that fish-eye lens. Tasty. Whether he's wailing into a microphone, bashfully being interviewed, or composing catchy hooks involving a chorus of cacophonous kazoos, Chris Wall is quickly reaching the higher ranks of our Chinless Men of the Week.
There seems to be a musician-themed tangent to our recent Chinless Men, but really now...who's complaining? Chris Wall, ladies and gents! The weakly be-chinned frontman of the Bournemouth born 'n' bred band Air Traffic. Look at him; perched with delicate balance atop that guitar case, tickling those ivories with talented delight whilst fully aware of the glory his profile is casting upon that fish-eye lens. Tasty. Whether he's wailing into a microphone, bashfully being interviewed, or composing catchy hooks involving a chorus of cacophonous kazoos, Chris Wall is quickly reaching the higher ranks of our Chinless Men of the Week.
