Sitting on opposite sides of a plain, wood table, Sting and Shaggy are anything but ordinary.
Their 20-year friendship – unlikely on the surface, but quite fitting musically given Sting’s reggae leanings with The Police – has yielded joint tours, a Grammy-winning album (“44/876”), a curated festival and a volley of good-natured zingers.
Ask what they most appreciate about each other, and Sting, 73, lands first.
“Oh, where should I begin?,” he muses. “Let me count the ways.”
Shaggy, 56, hops in with a checklist of mutual interests. They’re both Libras. They share an affinity for Monkey 47 gin. They adore Bill Withers.
