The interview that still haunts me
After 20 years of celebrity chit-chats, this is the one that still gives me shudders.
“Ahh.” That’s how he answered the phone. It wasn’t a good start, but it was about to get worse. An almighty yawn came next. I thought the operator screwed up and put me through to the wrong person. But no. “Fuck,” he spat at me. “Do we really have to do this?”
Ricky Wilson, the front man for boozy British rock act Kaiser Chiefs, spent the next 15 minutes…
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