For more like this story about urban foxes from City A.M. – The Magazine, tap here In October 1969, Trevor Williams, the lyricist and bassist for prog rock group Audience , took to the Lyceum stage to open for Led Zeppelin.
A month later, at the same venue, he opened for Pink Floyd. After being snapped up by Genesis’ record label Charisma, Audience appeared to have a bright future ahead of them. But three years later, following a US tour with Rod Stewart that was considered by all involved to be very successful, the band split.
Their last record, Lunch, was finished with the help of the Rolling Stones. They’re one of those groups that came tantalisingly close to megastardom, only to fade into relative obscurity. Today they maintain a cult following but average only around 6,000 monthly listeners on Spotify.
It is a glorious Friday morning in May when Trevor invites me into the cottage in Kent he shares with his wife Sue. I walk over a fox doormat, duck under a hanging fox ornament, and pass by lashings of fox-adjacent material on my way to the kitchen, where Trevor is making a cup of tea. “The problem with being so strongly associated with one thing,” he tells me, “is that everybody buys you stuff with it on.
” You see, while Trevor may once have been on the same line-up as David Bowie and Black Sabbath (for the Atomic Sunrise festival of 1970), these days he is known for something quite different. These days he is the fox guy . At the bottom of his garden, about.
