“I could do any job as long as I hear music.” Trevor Nelson This year two of my favourite singers died, Bowie and Cohen. When Bowie died I was stricken. Tears flowed freely, frequently and for days. I was unable to sing to along to any Bowie song – my throat closed with grief. As Starman was given voice by a swaying crowd on a dank, drizzly night in Brixton I felt myself there, connected to a group of strangers by the love of music. My throat constricted again as I tried to explain to...