I do worry sometimes,” admits John Grant. The Michigan-born singer-songwriter takes a bite of pastry and muffles his voice to prevent a swear word from cannoning around the walls of the boxy west London cafe we’re sitting in. “I worry that people are like, ‘God, who the f*** wants to hear this self-loathing homosexual talk about his trauma? Just get over it. It doesn’t matter any more. Nobody gives a s*** whether you’re gay.’”
Grant cocks his head. “That’s simply not true. It’s naive or ignorant to tell somebody to just ‘get over that s***’. That’s not the world we live in now.”
