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brett anderson – singing
“there’s
always been a heart to suede and i suppose that heart’s me.”
meet
brett anderson, the undisputed leader of the band, a lithe, svelte
karma chameleon who, as coming up proves, is at least twenty times
better than anyone ever dared contemplate. the pied piper of the
nuclear age, he inspires a rabid, almost religious devotion from his
followers.
with
the arrival of two new songwriting partners and a long overdue
collaboration with mat osman, brett has shattered any illusions that
his composing skills are limited to clever wordplay. anyone still in
doubt should turn immediately to the entirely self-penned by the
sea.
he’s
duetted with terence trent d’arby, provided backing vocals (along
with richard) on strangelove’s latest album, recorded in french
with legendary chanteuse jane birkin, overseen the artwork for all
matter of suede paraphernalia – many of the original ideas for
record sleeves and videos are his – and mastered all manner of
instruments that he’s just not letting on about yet.
yet
despite all the accolades and attention brett anderson remains
astonishingly down to earth, preferring a night watching ipswich
town on the box to reading byron in some lofty ivory tower.
his
dad really is a cabbie (albeit a slightly eccentric one with a
penchant for liszt and a habit of raising the union jack on his
three heroes’ birthdays – the others being churchill and
nelson). his best friend really does work in a chip shop.
from his haywards heath classroom days when he wore a
yellow suit in emulation of david bowie, brett anderson has had his
feet in the gutter and his heart in the stars.
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