Kid Creole: back on the road less travelled
“August Darnell bows low, the brim of his white fedora touching my hand. ‘Charmed, I am sure,’ he says in a Bronx accent untempered by three decades of European living. ‘It is so good to be here in London, England, where our overseas fame all started. To come back as a cult figure for a new generation is…’ His pencil-thin moustache quivers. ‘Flattering. Especially when I was looking at my retirement.'”