This months blog is an excerpt from the intro section of the forthcoming book ‘A Hero’s Journey Through the Music Industry’. Stay safe people!
The legendary R’nB diva Mary J Blige is standing in front of me, beautiful and statue-like. She’s stood, stock-still wearing only a large brilliant-white dressing gown, a white towel wrapped-royally around her head accompanied by huge dark sunglasses atop a sphinx-like expression on her inscrutable and motionless face. She displaces air in the way that only a true diva can! But its obvious she doesn’t want to be standing in front of me right now, – or more accurately – she doesn’t want to be standing in front of anybody right now! But she has to.
To my right, the Kaiser Chiefs (the band, not the football team) are leaving the stage. Charlotte Church is to my left with her band and Richard Ashcroft is in the corner looking pale and interesting.
The hosts for the show, Rufus Hound and Fern Cotton, look like they just been dragged out of bed and had cups of coffee and scripts thrust into their hands – my guess is, they’ve just been dragged out of bed and had cups of coffee and scripts thrust into their hands – and pushed into a TV studio (elementary my dear Watson).