Age:- Old enough to buy beer :-)
Where do you live:- Valletta
Star Sign:- Leo (even though I don’t believe our personalities have got anything to do with dead stars)
Main occupation:- Recording artist, Radio Presenter, Actor, Hypnotist, Photographer, just not all at the same time
Media-related occupation:- Radio Presenter
AARON BENJAMIN is a performer, hailing from the shores of Brighton UK, now living in Malta. He has been singing since he can remember, and in the past few years has had five Top 10 singles in local charts here in Malta, and won a Malta Music Award for Best Male Artist. “I have been blessed with the chance to work with some of the best song writers and artists in the world, who have also released my work under their own names. I also host my own music radio show ‘In The Zone’ on One Radio, have acted in local TV and film productions, and not many know, but I have just become a fully fledged hypnotist. I also like to brag”, stated AARON BENJAMIN in this interview with RAMONA PORTELLI.
Do you wear boxers or briefs? Why such preference?
Interesting! I actually wear boxers, when available (have had to settle for tighty whities when all else is in the wash). I hear David Beckham wears Victoria’s under crackers on occasion. I’m yet to try that though… a thong I mean. David would never invite me back!
What was your biggest failure to date?
To be honest I don’t see anything negative as a failure, rather a lesson or an opportunity to learn. I suppose a massive fail was the time I set off the alarm on Simon Cowell’s Ferrari, whilst I was signed to Sony BMG in London. If you just get close to that thing it starts warning you to back off. I saw him coming and hid around the corner. He still doesn’t know it was me. Nice chap though, and nice car! Other than that – having an IBS episode on a crowded train station in Brighton. Running across a station concourse at 7am in search for a toilet is never a good look. I ended up getting on a train going completely the wrong way just to use their facilities. IBS is not fun, and it ruins your good socks. I’ll let you use your imagination here.
How would you describe your relationship with money?
“The love of money is the root of all evil”, so the bible tells us.
I don’t look for money, for some reason it looks for me, and I don’t love it as such – as all of us, we need it to survive. I was once asked what I would do if I won the lottery. I answered, “nothing”, much to the individual’s annoyance. I was once given some very good advice from a very successful friend who also happens to be incredibly wealthy. He told me: “You don’t become a millionaire by signing cheques” and I completely agree. Most of my extremely wealthy friends still shop in the pound store. I have always been pretty good with money. My motto is: Don’t spend it, make it!! And of course… don’t tell anyone :-) hahaha
If you had only six months left to live, what would you do with the time?
Honestly, I would surprise the doctors and completely outlive their statistics.
Would you buy an expensive car, or you prefer same cash amount in your bank account?
No, I would not buy anything expensive, “And again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.” Not saying I don’t like nice things… I just don’t desire or lust after them. I’ve got some sweet gadgets that I like, but that’s all that they are, things. I would probably go on one heck of a holiday though… or steal Simon Cowell’s Ferrari, again ;-)
Do you prefer dining out or clubbing? And why?
I actually have a weird anxiety about both. I am terrible when it comes to eating in front of other people, in fact I would rather go without than have to eat with someone. I am not sure why, but I almost have a panic attack when it comes to public dining, even with family. In fact I dread it! Should probably hypnotise myself out of it :-)
Clubbing? I did my fair share in Brighton, but to be honest, I hate the scene. I hate everything it stands for. Drinking to excess, violence, ear bleedingly loud music, and one night stands, usually in the bathrooms! Then the hangover the next day to remind you how bad it was. Give me a pint of Ale in a respectable pub any day! Goodness… I must be getting old. Think I’ll go clubbing…