Most musicians in my generation, when we let our parents know of our rock ’n’ roll dreams early on, were treated to some variation of Great, have your fun, but you better have a backup plan because you’re going to starve.

Is it different today, with helicopter parents and participation medals and gushing praise for the modest efforts of average children? Maybe so, but on the other hand, the music industry is in way shittier shape. Enter it now and… well, you better have a backup plan. Like our parents used to say.

Anyway, this stuff was on my mind as I pondered the mosaic career of Wesley Stace, who emerged in England in the late eighties under the stage name John Wesley Harding. Back then he was just a protest singer with a keen lyrical sense, one of many great British acts... Leer Más