For Andre and Chelsea Fontenot having a baby of their own was starting to look completely out of reach. They'd tried everything, seen five different doctors and nothing would take. The couple desperately wanted a family and adoption looked like the only option for them. Through an adoption agency the couple was set up with a teenager mother that had decided to give her baby up for adoption. Eight months of waiting felt like a lifetime. They were so ready for their new baby boy to come into the world. Finally, on a rainy day New Orleans day in April, Sebastien Andre Fontenot was born. With the papers signed and the adoption closed, Andre and Chelsea made a colloborative decision that they'd keep Sebastien's real mother a secret. With Bastien's best interest at heart, they'd let him go through life thinking that they were his real parents. It would just be easier that way.

Through most of Sebastien's young life his father Andre spent most of his time in a small traveling band that played bluegrass music throughout the state of Louisiana. Music was something that Sebastien was introduced to at a young age. His father being a musician and part time instructor. While Bastien did about average in school, he excelled in his music classes. It was the one thing that seemed to peek his interest. Something about learning how to read music, playing different instruments just stole his complete intention. It didn't help that he was surrounded by it so often. It just made the wide eyed kid need more.

AJust before Sebastien's thirteenth birthday, Andre was offered a job at a prestigious school where he could teach music full time. It would be a major change for everyone because it would uproot the family from their comfy southern lifestyle in New Orleans to London. Guildhall School Of Music & Drama offered Andre a fulltime position as a music instructor, something that felt it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. It was for the good of the family. This was the best move for them because steady work in New Orleans was becoming harder to find. The move came hard to Sesbastien. He was barely a teenager and moving across the ocean to a completely foreign land. He had no friends there, no family, and from what he'd heard they talked kind of funny over there. How accepting would his new home be to some backwoods southern kid. It sparked a fire in Sebastien. He felt like at such a ripe age he was being ripped away from the only home he'd ever known. But he didn't have much say in the matter because a month later they were off to London.

The family of three settled down in the borough of Camden. Andre bought them a colorful brownstone not too far from the famous Camden market. With the move out of the way and Sebastien starting up high school, Chelsea thought it would be best to tell Sebastien the truth about his past. Knowing it would be hard on him they tried to tread lightly on the subject. It didn't matter how they worded it though. The news that the only parents he'd ever known were not his biological parents hit Bastien like a ton of bricks. That night, he ran away from home for the first time. Anything to get away. That rebelious teenager phase was in full force. He felt lied to, betrayed. They should have told him sooner, made this part of his life. Did they think he'd want to meet his real mom? She wasn't around, she wasn't there, he had no need to meet her. It wasn't fair for them to keep this from him for fourteen years. Sebastien did whatever he could to stay away from home. He'd get high, get drunk, skip school. The only thing that held his attention was music. To Sebastien, it was the only thing that understood him. He couldn't talk to his parents, he didn't want to. But music, music was his way of expressing himself.

When Sebastien turned sixteen he decided to move out of his parents home against their wishes. He just couldn't look at them the same. He couldn't connect with them. They weren't the people he'd always known. He shacked up with a couple of roommates and got himself through high school. He owed a lot of that help to his music teacher. She pushed him in the right direction, told him that he needed to finish high school if he wanted to go anywhere in life. Sebastien even managed to get himself in Goldsmith's college. It specialized in music, art, and design. It seemed right up his alley. College was difficult though for Bastien. Coming up with a major, something he wanted to settle down and do just seemed impossible. Every semester he'd just change in his mind. His only constant was music. The guitar had become somewhat of an extension of his own arm. Seb played a lot at local pubs, anywhere he could just sit down and play. The one good thing that did come from college was meeting his future bandmates. Something about their chemistry, it just clicked. Like they knew they had to make music together.