The singer and songwriter on dancing with her three-year-old daughter, buying Spice Girls records and having ‘terrible taste in music’
The first song I remember hearing
My dad used to take me to pick up my mum from karate. He played Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton in the car and said: “This is a song about a man who lost his little boy. The chorus is saying: ‘Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?’” I remember thinking: “I don’t think he would because he was so young when he died, how would he know?” I could not stop crying for days. My mum was so upset with my dad: “Why would you play her this song? You know how emotional she is.” He was like: “That’s what music’s for.”
The first single I bought
My sister and I would save our pocket money and club together. She was older so would decide what we bought. We bought Now That’s What I Call Music! 42 and the Spice Girls album. Then my Uncle Porridge – that was just a nickname – asked: ‘What do you want for Christmas?” I said I wanted an Aretha Franklin album I’d seen on TV.
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