Simon writes songs. Good ones. Lots of them.
He's been described as 'Elvis Costello meets Blue Nile meets Divine Comedy.'
He's played everywhere from the Marquee to the Ruskin Arms, and told the Bishop of Chichester to fuck off.
He's not precious about music, but his doctor has advised him to keep writing constantly, to stop great jets of blood squirting out of the top of his head from the pressure.
He's influenced by all the music he hears - even if the extent of that influence is: "That's crap." Chopin jostles for attention with Einstuerzende Neubauten.
His ambition is simple - he wants to be known by the world's rapidly diminishing population of REAL people. People who seek good music - not just acceptable music. You know the kind of people he's talking about because if you're still reading this, there's a very good chance that it's you.
Just don't tell him there's a sound or a style or an instrument he can't use. |