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Interview Moment

Oh it’d be Trevor,
I can’t even tell
you why, though,
I just totally dug
that name, maybe.
I guess I’d heard of
two Trevors, one being
Trevor Horn because

he the producer for
the albums of Howard 

Jones, my favorite 

artist for a lot of my
late adolescence
and teenage years,
all the way to college,
actually. I’d perform
Dream Into Action,
you know, the title
track of his album
that was a follow-up

to the one that had the

number one hit New Song.

This album also had what

is probably his most 

recognizable hit,

No One Is to Blame

(only not the version 

with Phil Collins
playing the
drums), but

instead, like I

said,  the title 

track which wasn’t

released and which
nobody but me knew.
But I knew it. I’d always
wear a plaid house robe,
get up on a coffee table
and lip sync to the entire
song (and yes, I knew
every word). The other
Trevor was Trevor Winkfield.
And here is where my 

memory screws me over

because I was not that

young when I discovered

Winkfield, the British 

artist and writer who 

has such colorful,
mechanical-looking
paintings and was
friends with many
of the original
New York School
of Poets.  But, yeah,

I had no idea who 
he was until I was 

at least in my 30s, 

which was well

beyond my Trevor-

loving years.

Nonetheless, 

in answer to your

question, I guess
the name that struck me
as fantastic from the moment
I saw it on the liner notes of 

the Howard Jones albums I
purchased originally in
cassette tape versions
somehow became the
it name for me for a

while. But, well, 

the truth is, I
would not want any
other name, no way,
I love my name in the
end. I mean Trevor is
nice, but my full name,
well, my Dad came up
with it, and it’s a splendid
name, seems to me like
it could be on a marquis,
and I use my whole name,
otherwise it’s pretty dull,
but with my middle name,
yeah, that’s the name I
publish with and it was
the name I used when

performing, so, yeah,
the name I have.
Second best is still
Trevor, though.