A year before the creation of the legendary group Police, another, perhaps even happier, event disrupted the life of the legendary Sting: the birth of his son, Joe Sumner. Clearly, the boy was born into music, and his status as "son of", like so many others, is as much a curse as it is a blessing. Today, the young rebel who clearly preferred grunge to his father's popular rock has found his calling.

So what do you do when you have to follow in the footsteps of an icon? Well, Joe Sumner has clearly chosen the side roads, the winding passages of a bright, luminous pop-folk that suffers neither from the subdued light of intimate stages, nor the blinding spotlights of stadiums or arenas. On guitar and vocals, he finally comes to terms with his physical and vocal similarities to his father, for whom he provides both backing vocals and opening acts.

And in front of his audience, guitar in hand and emotions on his lips, he sings without restraint about his flaws, his mistakes, his victories. Almost like any other songwriter, except for his innate gift for writing. The man who wanted to form a band to become the next Kurt Cobain realized from his very first lines as a teenager that he had to "just write songs" if he wanted to "survive in this universe". When you see him in concert, there's no doubt about it: even without the shadow of his father, Joe Sumner was destined for music.