Artists deserve better than UK music industry's Uptown Funky mess
ANXIOUSLY CHEWING ON A TOOTHPICK, cloaked in a natty blazer, a white vest and with a silver chain dangling around his wrist, it’s fair to say Mark Ronson has got something of a Goodfellas vibe going on in 2014.
A couple of months ago, I was beckoned to Ronson’s Kings Cross studio by his ebullient PR, Barbara Charone. BC was particularly, firmly insistent I make the effort. Clearly, she knew something I didn’t.
If Ronson cut a nervous figure amid ...
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