Barry Bilberry was born under a wandering bar. He was adopted by Ma and Pa Bilberry when they heard him busking for grass outside the local Walmart. Raised by sheep, he had left home at the age of 11 because home wasn’t giving him the chance to flex his vocal range. At home they sang the same song every night. Barry was convinced there must be other tunes out there. Somewhere. Beneath the pale moonlight.
Barry “what the feck was that about” Bilberry is, to this day, always accompanied by his trusty hat, Mini-Barry. Mini-Barry gave him shelter in the bad times, and was also quite handy for the grass donations. Barry, with Mini-Barry, adds a certain “je ne sais baa” to that unique Bilberry sound. The other Bilberries therefore kindly overlook some of his more eccentric habits and ignore the strands of wool in his hair when he comes down to breakfast.