IT’S been a wee while since Pete Doherty got a mention in this column. Or much of a mention anywhere else, for that matter.
The former Libertines singer has certainly been quiet of late and he’s no longer in the tabloids every other day due to mischief.
There are two possible reasons for this. One is that he’s behaving himself better (doubt that). The other, more likely explanation, is that since he moved to Paris he is away from the prying eyes of the paparazzi.
Over the years, the most notorious rock star of his generation has made some memorable headlines – who can forget the time he made the front page of the Evening News after trying to score drugs from a stunned Edinburgh newsagent the morning after his city gig in 2006? – and he does still get the occasional column inch in the red-tops.
In fact, just the other day (sorry if this is old news, but I’m out of the country), I was amused to read about the latest business venture from the man whose name is often prefixed by the word ‘Potty’.
Discussing a new money-making scheme, in which he’s planning to sell rock’n’roll memorabilia from a stall in Camden market, Doherty said: “I’ve got fag butts that belong to Bobby Gillespie, Kate Moss and Amy Winehouse, and I’ve got Christmas paper that [former Coventry City goalkeeper] Steve Ogrizovic sent to the guy from Black Sabbath. All kinds of s***, basically.”
It’s hard to know if he’s joking. But assuming he isn’t, you’d have to think he must be a bit skint.
No matter, there’s a new Babyshambles record out in September, and Doherty and his bandmates hit the live trail that month.
There’s no Edinburgh gig pencilled in yet, which is a pity. Love him or loathe him – and yes, it’s easy to forget that he actually makes music for a living – Pete is capable of putting on a great show, just like he did on his last visit to the Capital, in March 2009.
It’s been too long since his last visit here, so here’s hoping an Edinburgh date is announced soon.
It beats selling fag-ends, right?