Come again? The unifying of all the senses squire a mystic experience achieved through

Come again? The unifying of all the senses, squire, a mystic experience achieved through art, as explored by such standard rock influences as Baudelaire, Scriabin, Schoenberg, Messiaen, Ouspensky, Madame Blavatsky and Kandinsky And Rick Parfitt. Well, you did ask.n Andy Summers’s ‘Synaesthesia’ is released 29 Jan (CMP Records). We’d have to get them in between 3 and 6, while the pubs were closed. As soon as they opened we’d have to sit around all night and do these heavy psycho-analytical sessions with Kevin.”Kevin Number Two was Summers’s old friend Kevin Ayers.

(The support act featured a curiously named local muso called Sting.) Then recording work with Joan Armatrading (her tour manager, one Stewart Copeland).My Two Kevins PeriodKevin Number One was ex-psychiatric therapist Coyne “It was a great band, but rehearsals were very difficult. “Dana – is that an Irish girl singer? Oh yeah, I think it was a TV appearance.”A spell with the original Rocky Horror Show was followed by a performance of Tubular Bells at Newcastle City Hall, in which he impersonated the reclusive Mike Oldfield. His first break came backing Neil Sedaka on tour, a deal brokered by the unlikely intermediary of Robert Fripp, who knew Sedaka’s drummer.”It was a pretty weird period.” Some of it so weird, indeed, as to have been lost in the mists of denial. A tour of Japan came to an unscheduled halt when a local branch of the Yakuza kidnapped their manager and threatened to chop off his little finger.

Having forced him to write out a cheque for several thousand dollars, they suggested the band might like to leave the country. Now.Rock Goes to CollegeA four-year course at Northridge University, LA was Summers’s next gig, “studying classical repertoire, harmony, composing, theory, piano, conducting, the whole nine yards”.The Session ManOn his return to England, in 1973, a poverty-stricken Summers worked for a variety of popsters. Meanwhile, Marie Seznec, the impeccably chic former model who runs the Haute Couture Salon, debated with Daphne as to the perfect colour for the matching waistcoat.Could Madame Priestley travel to Paris for a further fitting? A plain trouser suit, you see, needs even more careful adjustments than a ballgown. We took the early train, just Daphne and I this time, and talked about fashion – and fashion gossip – all the way there.We were accompanied by a huge suitcase – clothes going out to a photographer in Paris for a shoot, which we had to deliver to a fifth-floor apartment with no lift. Despite being dressed up in her finest for her haute couture appointment, Daphne flexed her muscles and shouldered half the load.We all thought that lilac was the best idea for the waistcoat, particularly with Daphne’s silver hair, and that the trousers were very flattering, slimming inches off her already slender figure. And Daphne and I thought the jacket, with its high flying cuffs, was sensational.But Madame Evelyne did not agree.