‘I’d quit heavy drugs, got married and started a solo career then my label dropped me. This felt like the last roll of the dice for me as a musician’My wife, Helen, had driven our two young kids down to Porthcurno beach in Cornwall. It’s where Rowena Cade had carved the Minack theatre into the granite cliffs. I’d been playing a gig so arrived two days later, and for a boy from a smoggy industrial city, the blue sea and palm trees felt revelatory. Continue reading...