A story about Emiliana Torrini
I met Emiliana at the Tate Britain, just before her concert. Told her how much I admired her music, she thanked me and gave me a nice smile. The show was great, I remember her starting to sing a “Fisherman’s Woman” but forgetting the words 1 minute into the song. She kept her cool, laughed it off and said “Oops, sorry, it’s a bit like a fucked up Eurovision”
