![]() “That was a stupid idea.” I offer the consolation that at least he’s only got two full days of interviews and a Glastonbury appearance to get through. And I’m… paying the price!” He rolls his eyes downward and smirks like a teenager who knows he shouldn’t have. We were just making use of the room, I guess. “We kind of just celebrated being in this really fancy hotel last night. “But not too good.” It turns out he’s a little worse for wear, having just crawled out of bed after less than four hours of sleep. ![]() “Yeah, not too bad.” He winces and peers back through a single, painful red eye. To his credit, he is immaculately turned out – trademark scarf and denim jacket sit perfectly in place despite the sticky London summer edging the mercury northward – but when I ask how he’s feeling he’s not so sure. As he ambles over and sits groggily down at our table in the lobby of the plush Renaissance Hotel in St Pancras, Kevin Parker looks a bit dazed.
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