| A reluctant spokesman for a generation. He would prefer to remain silent on most matters, on life and the universe, not because he has a false sense of modesty, but because he has too much respect and too much time for what other people have to say. A polite and mild mannered man with a mysterious and impressive stage persona. His comic timing, absurdist sense of humour and incisive tongue serve as a welcome reminder of just how great British music hall could have been. |
| Name: | Graham McPherson | Instrument: | Voice |
| Birthdate: | 13.1.61 | Birthplace: | Hastings |
| Height: | 6' | Weight: | 12 stone |
| Marital status: | Positive | Home: | London |
| Personal habits: | Talking. Listening | Pastimes: | Erratic |
| Unusual skills: | Mmmm... | Likes: | Fancy flowers |
| Dislikes: | Discarded tube tickets | Second best job ever had: | Gardening |
| Favourite Madness single | The Prince, Embarrassment, Our House, Yesterday's Men | Other Madness tracks: | Overdone, Airplane, E.R.N.I.E |
| Madness album: | They all have something | Favourite other band: | Kinks, Upsetters, Wailers |
| Items of clothing: | Nice socks, warm shirts | Food and drink: | Every kind |
| Shops: | Cosy ones | Phobias: | Not sure |
| Foreign country: | All of them | Heroes: | Compassionate people |
| Villains: | The small minded | Sports: | All |
| Football team: | Chelsea | TV: | Not so much as i used to |
| Books: | Quite a lot | Angered by: | Myself |
| Moved by: | Others | Words of wisdom: | "You give me..." |
