I developed a magical friendship with Alison Moyet touring on the road recently

Many magical things that happen when I go on the road. They are usually the performances and the people that I meet. I'm gearing up to go to Australia and it's a first time market for CHIC.

It's hard to believe that in a country where I've produced six number one singles and countless more top pop albums, that I'm basically a stranger Down Under. This most likely stems from our original musical concept of anonymity called The CHIC Mystique, whereas our music was the star.

I've never pursued stardom because it feels like a suit that doesn't fit. I've been around stars all my life and when they walk into the room you know it. Madonna's a star, Duran Duran are stars, David Bowie's one, Diana Ross and Mick Jagger are too! I've walked into a room with star friends like John Kennedy Jr. and Prince and could almost feel the weight of the room shift like a listing boat. In no time at all, strangers would start to unevenly occupy our side of the room. That's a stars reality.

Whether one's a star or not, everything never goes the way you'd expect in life. I never expected cancer to attack me - but one day it did. I never expected one of my Australian shows to be cancelled - but yesterday it was. What we do with good news is not much of a test, but what we do with bad news is.

In the scope of things, losing one show in a tour is not a disaster. We have five remaining and I won't waste time complaining. James Brown, The Godfather of Soul, sums it up best. "You can bet your bottom dollar you'll never hear me holler. I Do The Best That I Can Do!"