Me and Mr. Nick

Last month I had the pleasant task of interviewing the commendable gentleman singer and songwriter Nick Lowe for the Austin American-Statesman newspaper. The profile, which runs today, marks my first foray into the waters of newspaper music journalism in, uh, quite a while.

Nick Lowe is a delightful person to chat with, and the soul of politeness. Mrs. Pogoer and I are looking forward to seeing him when he plays Austin on Friday. The first and last time we saw him play live was at the London Palladium in October 2001, an unforgettable occasion when, a month after 9/11, he took the stage and began playing his wonderful cover of the Chi-Lites’ “There Will Never Be Any Peace (Until God Is Seated At The Conference Table).” The audience took the point immediately, and I think that few have forgotten it. For all his skill at writing original songs, Lowe has matured as a vocalist to the point that few can touch him for expression and understated power, with no need for amplification and choirs.

Mrs. Pogoer and I were just getting to know each other at that point. Yesterday, we marked our fifth anniversary as a married couple. Things have changed a bit in Mr. Lowe’s personal life, as well — we both became fathers relatively late in life (though he’s got me by a decade, I’ve got two of ’em to deal with, to which he remarked, “Lord have mercy, man!”), and what’s more, during the interview, we discovered that his son was born just one day before my twin pack.

And so it goes, and so it goes; and where it’s going, no one knows.


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