It was on a midsummers evening, at some charity fundraising event when Madonna and David Bowie got to talking. They were feeling mischievous and decided that their magic could be stretched further and wider than just the top ten. So they planned to create a life. In their giant cauldron they started throwing in ingredients left, right and centre. A handful of Elton John’s piano keys and a sprig of Alison Moyet’s warm tone, a sprinkling of Jimmy Somerville’s campness and an ounce of Rufus Wainwright’s theatrics. They threw in 2lbs of Kate Bush’s storytelling and a pinch of Antony Hegarty’s melancholy. They finished off with a squeeze of Eddie Izzard’s dry wit and the zest of Depeche Mode’s darkness. The marvellous mixture bubbled away spitting out high notes and beautiful sounds until suddenly, out stepped a wonderous figure. It looked around the room then joined the party. No one had seen or heard of this creature before but it was quickly decided by Madonna and David that it’s name was Paul Diello. And as it sat at the piano and sang to the crowd that night, no one’s lives would ever be the same again……
