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“I know I owe the guys a lot. Shit, we owe each other a lot. Without Seven of Crows, I wouldn’t be here today,” he said. “It was a messy time. We were young, dumb and full of… well, you know, and it was hard to keep our egos in check. But I needed to walk away for my own sanity.”

I reminded him that he didn’t walk away from Seven of Crows, he was fired. I expected anger, but was surprised to see that he was rather philosophical about the whole ordeal.

“Yeah, I was fucking fired. I’m not pissed about it now, but I guess I was at the time. Listen, we were all from the wrong side of the tracks. We all had the same opportunity. We all loved the fame. Who wouldn’t? But we worked fucking hard to get to the top. Gruelling schedules, repetitive interviews, living on the road. It was fucking hard work.” Kaan lights a cigarette and takes a deep drag. “I promise if you speak to the others, they’d agree with me. We are some lucky sons of bitches. You know, I used to sometimes stand on that stage in front of all those fans and wait for someone to point at me and say, ‘you shouldn’t be here.’ Luckily, they didn’t.”

After leaving Seven of Crows, he tried to turn his back on music.

“I couldn’t come to terms with this crazy life that I found myself in. I didn’t know who I was or what I was doing. I felt like I was losing my mind. The truth is, the lifestyle sucks and I hated it. But then I met Blair.”

Blair Roberts and Kaan were about as close to celebrity royalty as it gets. Blair was at the peak of her career, having graced the covers of Vogue and Harpers Bazaar, as well as walking the runway as an angel for Victoria Secret, while Kaan had signed with Point Records to release a solo album; nothing was going to stop these two. But their relationship was marred with rumours of infidelity, drugs and alcohol. It was only a matter of when and how it would eventually end.

“To be friends with Blair is to become entangled in a twisted version of a reality TV show. There was always so much drama. And she thrives on the fucking drama! Blair is always the life of the party. People love that about her. Hell, I loved that about her. But she has her own demons to contend with. I can’t help her with them.”

We are, of course, talking about her purported drug use. Blair Roberts was recently arrested on a number of charges including using a controlled substance. She checked-in to New Life Farm in Surrey where she was to undertake a 28-day program but walked out after only six hours, returning to London. I asked Kaan about his own drug and alcohol use.

“I’ll never touch drugs, I don’t need them, especially because alcohol gets me in enough trouble, doesn’t it? I see your look there, Pippa. Yeah, I might drink too much. I’m told I do. Am I an addict? I don’t think so.”

Which brings us to last night.

“I’m sorry but I’m not going to sit here and say how much I regret my behaviour. I didn’t expect Blair to walk through that door. She wasn’t invited to my home and I’ve no idea why she thought she would be welcome. But I will say that I never laid a hand on her. I might be an asshole… I’ve been called a lot worse.”

“I grew up in a household of strong, confident women. My mother and my sister played a big part in shaping who I am today. I promise you; I would never raise my hand to a woman in anger no matter what she has done. And you can take that to the bank!”

I ask Kaan why he thought Blair would accuse him of abuse.

“Blair is famous, no one can doubt that, but throw me into the mix, an infidelity rumour, as well as an assault charge? It’s news!”

I’ve got to give it to him, he doesn’t seem to hold a grudge. I’m not sure if I could’ve been that generous if I was in his shoes.

“Fame is a beast that needs to be fed. Blair was just doing what she does best… feeding the beast.”

“What I do regret is what happened later. I lost my temper with the photographer. He was only doing his job and for that I apologise. I’ve got nothing else to add.”

And his relationship with Meg Martin?

Kaan was straight to the point. “I was specifically advised to not talk about my current relationship; however, I will just say that I have been seeing someone who is very special to me and that person is someone who I hope will be in my life for some time.”

This may not have been the confirmation that I was hoping to get, but he did drop this bombshell. “I’ve found my ‘one,’ I just need to convince her of that.”

Before my time with Kaan was up, we spoke about his music and what direction he wants to go in, now that he has been dropped by his label.

“I want my music to be a celebration of survival. It’s about where I’ve come from and who I am now… and who I want to become. But the studio wasn’t interested in the type of music I wanted to play and I wasn’t interested in the shitty love songs they were peddling.”

He looks at me with an almost sheepish smile. “I’m already in talks with another label and hope to be back in the studio in the coming weeks. I’m not finished yet… wait and see, I’ve only just begun.”

As the interview wound up, I asked what was left for Kaan to achieve.

“Everybody wants to rule the world.”

He looked serious, then began laughing.

“Nah, fuck that!”

Final thoughts: I also had the chance to speak with Miz Martin, off the record, of course. The only thing she told me that I can say, is that she and Kaan have “a working relationship and they enjoy spending time together.”

We all know what that means, of course. They are banging like bunnies.

I’m Pippa Ellis, and this is Fame and No-sense.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
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