Emerging from the grassy knolls of Ireland (and Norway, and France, and four other places) Shannon has been alive since she was born in 1991. Immediately after springing up like a antelope from the grassy knolls she dove into the sea and has been water-bound ever since, and she now acts more like a dolphin who ventures on land, she’s quite the hybrid. Between her splashy encounters she learned to play the violin, decided she didn’t like it, moved onto the acoustic guitar, and along the way learned to play the clarinet. Finding school quite effortless and boring, she resorts to doodling and zoning. “It happens” and “Is this necessary?” are often heard Shannon-phrases.
Shannon Cunnien — Staff Writer
