Interview - James Bay
“I’ve been sat in a pond for ages!” James Bay bellows, just moments after we’ve had only the briefest of introductions. “It was joyous,” he says, exaggerating his description to the point where I’m not sure if he’s being serious or satirical. I ask him, uncertain, if he normally spends his mornings in ice-cold ponds. “It’s not as non-glamorous as it sounds,” he assures me, still leaving me non-the-wiser about his early morning pond adventures. He does tell me that the pond was in a sunny central London location in grandiloquent surroundings. “See, glamorous,” he laughs.