Kevin Coyne: Coyne, The Unfrozen Currency

KEVIN COYNE kicks and stamps his feet outside the Atlantic Hotel in Aarhus, Western Denmark, as we waits for a taxi to take us to the night's gig. With his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of a battered three-piece brown chalk-stripe suit he hops from foot to foot like some beat-up weary Latin master waiting for the cross-country runners to return.