the bomb incident

The bomb incident changed my life definitely. But not in the way that people probably think. Because the biggest test has been to my relationships with my friends and my family.

I’ve got a brilliant job - I can wake up in the morning with a song in my head and before I go back to bed it’s on vinyl and I can get almost any person I could dream of to play that song with me. And it’s literally a dream come true. And I’m ready to take the down side of that, which is being hassled and people thinking I’m things I’m not.

But what’s difficult is that it affects my friends and my family. And that’s kind of where I draw the line. The bomb incident, for example, my only son’s life was in danger because I happen to sing through a microphone sometimes. And that’s scary. I can take it myself and the effect it has on my life but the fact that my granny gets calls to make waffles for the Daily Mirror ; and all my friends are asked if I’m going out with so-and-so. It’s been a test and I’ve never appreciated my friends more than I do now.

Apparently, notes MTV, the guy objected to her mixed-race relationship...

I didn’t take that so seriously. The guy was called Lopez, which is Latin, and he doesn’t want a Icelandic person to go out with a guy who’s half-Scottish and half-Jamaican ? I’m sorry, that is definitely not the root of the problem. I just think it’s very, very sad. The guy obviously suffered but I have to say that I’m emotionally healthy enough not to take it personally. But still it affects me and I cried and I couldn’t sleep for nights, just thinking of his face. It’s really, really sad.

Blah Blah Blah, december 1996