Early life
Very little is known about Gary's early years. He was born in October 1971 in Fairdale, West Yorkshire, and lived there till his late teens before winning a place at St Adam's Art College in Peterford and eventually moving to London in the mid 1990s. Neither of his parents have Le Strange as a surname, so it seems doubtful that it is Gary's real surname, unless he had it changed legally, which seems doubtful. Gary is notoriously tight-lipped about his childhood, and has been known to come over with a glazed look and start bashing himself in the face whenever pressed on the issue, so it doesn't look likely that we will find out about it any time soon.

The Radiators of Death
Gary formed a "performance punk" duo with Philip De Vine, which was variously known as The Radiators of Death, Chromium Dockyard, Symphonic Handshakes in the Ether and Warszasm (They could never really decide on a name). The pair briefly ran a club called The Marquee Façade, which was less of a club and more of a tent, which they moved to a different location every night (so no one would know where it was. You can't get less commercial than that.) Gary and Philip famously fell out when Philip threw a chaise longue at Gary and kicked him out of his own duo, beginning a rift which lasted seven years. Recently, they have reached something of a reconciliation, and Philip was last seen playing at Gary's new club with his new synthpop duo, Far Canal. But both artists say there is "no chance" of a creative reunion any time soon.

The Neo-Regency Face Warriors
After an unsuccessful suicide attempt in 2002, Gary reached an epiphany in which he suddenly realised that he could lead the dispossessed of the nation through creating a new brand of music which blended glam rock, disco and punk into a futuristic whole. Blissfully unaware that it had all been done before, Gary rebranded himself as "The Byronic Lord of Pop" and set about designing colourful costumes, writing out his philosophies in a notebook and hammering out beautiful synthpop melodies in his bedsit. The result was the seminal album Polaroid Suitcase. An instant underground smash, Polaroid Suitcase sold in advance of 300 copies in over 2 countries worldwide, making it one of the worst-selling (and therefore the coolest) albums of all time. The resulting fashion movement, the Neo-Regency Face Warriors, might have grown to become the dominant fashion trend of the decade, but Gary got bored of it within six months and thus we will never know.

Glamoronica
Refashioning himself as the "Face Lord" who sang "Face Pop" to "Face Cadets", Gary recorded his second album Face Academy in 2004, a blistering set of synthesiser-based pop songs which paint a bleak picture of British society, likening the UK to a giant photocopier which spews out awful reality shows and plastic pop stars. Gary seemed poised to take over the entire pop world with his unique vision, but financial troubles and a knife fight with his manager saw Gary being kicked out of his flat and suffering a severe blow to his confidence. Working from his Mum's house in Fairdale, Gary continued work on his third album, Glamoronica, until he had finally created his masterpiece. Unfortunately, as legend has it, when he listened back to the tapes, he decided that the album was too good for public consumption, and promptly destroyed the tapes in a big fire, which not only ruined his masterwork but also most of his Mum's street.

Beef Scarecrow
After rehabilitation, Gary relocated to London and set to work on Beef Scarecrow, a beautifully-wrought "multi-concept album" about animals, children, scarecrows and meat. A new, more mature Gary emerged, one who didn't need to wear make-up and fancy PVC trousers, a more human Gary who embellished his show with painting, poetry readings and mime. Around this time, he began writing a series of semi-autobiographical children's stories about a magical "pop wizard" called Gary Potter, and even started his own religion, based around the worship of an imaginary cartoon swan called Michael. Unfortunately for Gary, the cynical British public had not advanced far enough spiritually to be able to cope with this new direction, and at the end of 2006, Gary left the music world behind, preferring instead to devote his entire life to the advancement of "full Michael consciousness" in which he hopes to evolve into "a powerful butterfly of pure thought, like something off Star Trek".

His current whereabouts are unknown.