He gives with one hand and takes away with the other. The news that Simply Red are to disband after 25 years caused a sort of Mexican sound wave the length and breadth of the country, as hordes cheered the news.
Sadly, in the very next breath the strawberry-blonde frontman Mick Hucknall reduced the very same crowds to tears as he revealed that he would be continuing as a solo artist (err, isn’t that effectively what Simply Red were anyway?).
I just want to use my name from 2010 and try and explore something new that’s got a bit more of an edge and a little more drive
The problem I have with the falsetto-voiced Mancunian is that whenever I hear his name mentioned I can’t help thinking of one particular story.
Back in the 90s, he was out on the town with one ex-EastEnder Martine McCutcheon, who found herself very much the worse for wear. In an effort to make herself feel a little better she threw up… all over Mick’s dreadlocks!
Funny? Tragi-comic? You decide, but he knows we’ll miss him when he’s gone!