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ahead. “There’s so many,” he enthuses. “Pharrell Williams and I’d love to do a track with Macca too.”

Although these days he juggles touring with nappy changing, his love of performing is undimmed.

“I’m happy to play for 200 people, or 20,000. I just love doing it. It’s a physical yearning I get if I don’t do it for a while.”

Once he wrote anthems for youth but now the Changing Man is happy to be the ageing man.

“I’m kind of enjoying watching myself get older. It’s an interesting process. And I consider myself extremely lucky to be able to sit here and say that. So I accept it, really. I accept it with dignity.” Slippery and sensual, funny and funky, the second album from drag queen fan Heloise Letissier is a dazzling follow-up to 2016’s Chaleur Humaine debut. The beats come in all sorts of shapes – massive and elongated (Girlfriend) and as snappy solar plexus teasers (Goya Soda). Letissier’s side on delivery comes complete with soulful unburdenings and spineshivering sweetness. The urgent push ‘n’ shove of Damn (What a Woman Must Do) is typical – an instant earworm and foot warmer in equal measure. Sheer class.