Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Not a Bard Year; Having Released His Best Album to Date, and with a Large UK Tour Ahead of Him, the Bard of Don Valley, Richard Hawley, at the O2 Academy Newcastle on September 27, Tells Andy Welch about a Remarkable Year

Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Not a Bard Year; Having Released His Best Album to Date, and with a Large UK Tour Ahead of Him, the Bard of Don Valley, Richard Hawley, at the O2 Academy Newcastle on September 27, Tells Andy Welch about a Remarkable Year

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WHENEVER given the chance, Richard Hawley talks passionately about Sheffield.

He was born in Pitsmoor, and each of his seven studio albums are named after landmarks.

It's no surprise he wants it to be the location for today's interview, and has given directions to one of his favourite places in the now-well-to-do area of Fulwood, a mile or two from his house; down a country path, next to a waterfall and duck pond.

Out of the haze, a Richard Hawley-shaped blur emerges.

"Eh up, kid. Fancy a brew?" Hawley knows the cafe owner - Alan - well and is on first name terms with most of the dogs that circle him.

"He's just like my Fred," he says, patting a sheepdog and referring to his own beloved hound.

"Nice round here, isn't it? My granddad brought me here when I was two, and I've been coming here ever since."

Forge Dam is a beautiful spot, and where Hawley walks Fred almost every day. It's also been the scene of some of his best songwriting.

"I've written most of the last two albums while out with the dog," he says. "I rarely sit at a piano or guitar to start off a song these days, I just get ideas while I'm walking and hum them into my phone.

"If Fred could talk, I'm sure he'd ask for 50% royalties, but he gets a nice bone from the butcher so he's happy."

It's pleasing to meet Hawley on a day off and find he looks almost exactly the same as when he appears on stage. He might not be wearing one of his zoot suits, but the quiff is there, along with thick black-rimmed glasses.

He's wearing a big black coat, dark jeans with turn-ups and shiny black brogues.

Hawley was in Spain playing a festival when he slipped on a step and broke his leg.

"I was stone cold sober," he says. He's up and about again now but, during the summer, he performed all scheduled shows - including Suffolk's Latitude festival - in a wheelchair. …

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