In 1999 I went from singing to an audience of working-class people who predominantly wanted to play bingo, to working with one of the finest orchestras in the world.
The tenor started on the north-west’s working men’s club circuit, before getting a record deal and releasing The Voice, an album that held the No 1 spot for 52 weeks.
The classical singer on scrimping and saving for his first guitar, being diagnosed with two brain tumours and getting back to music.
At first I thought: “Why is nobody bloody listening to me?” After a while, I started to realise that to get an audience on side it would take more than singing.
Everything was choreographed – I would come on, then Shaun would follow me out of the dry ice four seconds later and do his thing.