FEATURE: How to Reappear Completely: Radiohead’s Kid A at Twenty-Five

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How to Reappear Completely

 

Radiohead’s Kid A at Twenty-Five

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I am a little conflicted…

shining a light on this album and, with it, heaping praise on Radiohead. Owing to Thom Yorke and Johnny Greenwood’s stance on the genocide in Gaza and their views regarding Israel and playing in the country, it has left me a little cold. Thom Yorke’s recent statement provoked a lot of anger. Johnny Greenwood’s views in 2024 also led to a backlash. However, as there are more than two members of Radiohead and I am looking back at an album that was released in 2000 – I am probably not going to promote any new work that comes – then I shall proceed. Kid A was released on 2nd October, 2000. The follow-up to 1997’sa OK Computer, this was perhaps one of the greatest sonic shifts from Radiohead. Releasing an album in a new century, they were not going to repeat what before. Even though OK Computer had some more experimental touches and was a step up from 1995’s The Bends, Kid A was a new chapter. Inspired by artists like  as Aphex Twin and Autechre, Thom Yorke was suffering with writer’s block. I think thinking in a different way and stepping away from guitar music opened something inside of him. Bringing in elements of modern Classical music with Krautrock, Yorke wrote impersonal, artist lyrics; cutting up phrases and assembling them at random. It was a different approach that was necessary. I am not sure Radiohead could have produced an album as good as Kid A if they stuck to the template of OK Computer. As it is, Kid A is seen as one of their best albums. Certainly one of the best albums of the first decade of the twenty-first century.

I am going to come to some features about the album. There are a couple of Kid A books worth getting. Those that provide some context and history. The 33 1/3 book by Marvin Lin is well worth exploring. This Isn’t Happening by Steven Hyden is another book that tells how Kid A divided critics at the time but has since been hailed as a classic. A lot of critics gave Kid A a scathing or unkind review in 2000 but, since, have reassessed. A band that people had a certain expectation of releasing an album like Kid A might have seemed like a shock. However, it was a very necessary and rewarding move from Radiohead. I want to start off with this article from Billboard. They recall how Pitchfork’s Brent DiCrescenzo awarded Kid A a perfect ten in 2000 when it was released. It caused this incredible reaction and anticipation:

Pitchfork was on the front lines of this boundary-pushing reconfiguration of music criticism and consumption. Hyden notes how innovative it was for a review to be posted online the day an album came out, rather than in print a week or even month later. Schreiber was a massive Radiohead fan himself, and says that the rollout was extremely calculated. He had been building toward the release by stacking every section on the website with Kid A content, and he even reached out to Radiohead fan sites to let them know they were giving it a 10/10 so they could share the link.

“I remember the date like a birthday,” he says. “The web traffic was literally off the charts. I used a very small, local ISP and had a basic hosting plan, and the analytics maxed out beyond a certain point, which we reached that day.”

The review was much more than just its staggering score. DiCrescenzo managed to capture the historical awe of that moment with some of the most flamboyantly earnest, absurdly effusive, and borderline nonsensical bits of prose to ever be published in a legitimate music publication. Like many of his reviews, it was extremely long-winded and brazenly unhinged from the journalistic form and temperament of the time. If it were any other album then his review might’ve been a huge whiff; for the spectral Kid A, his extravagant style was undeniably effective.

“It sounds weird to say, considering I reviewed music for a living for years, but I kind of hate record reviews,” DiCrescenzo tells Billboard now. “They are formulaic and rely on oddly canonized vocabulary – nobody talks like this in real life. So, I wanted my reviews to make the reader feel [how] the record made me feel. If the record made me laugh, I’d try to make the audience laugh.

Other DiCrescenzo reviews would include imaginative scenarios, like emailing Jesus about Stereolab or being in a DJ competition against Basement Jaxx. (The latter pan, like many such Pitchfork reviews from the site’s early days that are no longer congruent with the publication’s current views, has since been deleted from the site’s official archives.) But he emphasizes that there wasn’t a sliver of irony in this one. As Schreiber describes it, DiCrescenzo was “trying to make you see fireworks.” He recalls that DiCrescenzo’s Kid A review was overdue, and by the time he had turned it in the piece had to be online the following day. Therefore, he didn’t have time to talk over the piece with the writer, or make any significant edits.

“I did realize from the first pass that it was going [to] open us up to some amount of ridicule,” Schreiber says. “But I also knew it was going to make waves. I wanted Pitchfork to be daring and to surprise people, and Brent’s review, as usual, totally exceeded that standard.”

In addition to its literally starry-eyed opening line, the piece included such passages as:

“Kid A makes rock and roll childish.”

“Comparing this to other albums is like comparing an aquarium to blue construction paper.”

“The experience and emotions tied to listening to Kid A are like witnessing the stillborn birth of a child while simultaneously having the opportunity to see her play in the afterlife on Imax.”

DiCrescenzo says he hasn’t read the review in a couple decades, and doesn’t remember the specifics of writing it. Instead, what’s stuck with him over the years are the events that lead up to it: The magic of staying in Florence, Italy with a good friend and watching Radiohead perform in a piazza — which is the scene he describes in the review’s opening — and the act of pirating the record online and experiencing it the same way ordinary Radiohead zealots were”.

I am going to come to Albumism and their twentieth anniversary retrospective from 2020. They write that, whilst some Radiohead albums were for sharing and playing out loud, Kid A was more for isolation and privacy. Something that seemed quite private. Though not in a bad way. It took many fans a while to get their heads around the new direction:

With 1997’s OK Computer widely acclaimed as one of the best albums of all time bearing down on Thom Yorke and co, Radiohead took time to regroup and rediscover where they wanted to go next.

Over a 15-month period, they recorded enough material to warrant a double album release. But feeling the music was so weighty and dense, the decision was to whittle the tracks down to a single release and preserve the remainder for the equally glorious follow up Amnesiac (2001).

Whereas OK Computer was the pinnacle of their alternative rock rewriting, Kid A was something else entirely drawing from glitching electronica, fusing  elements of jazz, ambience, art-rock and even alt-hip hop.

The result is beautifully challenging.

Dark, ominous, isolating and dense, Kid A makes no apologies or tries to soften its bleak spikey moments or its harsh crisp beats that crackle and cackle beneath Yorke’s borderline obtuse vocals, which ache one moment and bristle the next.

But it’s all by design. An experiment with focus.

From the unnerving electronic unwinding of the multilayered “Everything In Its Right Place” that became an instant electronica classic upon its release through to the final sustained notes of closer “Untitled,” the album doesn’t let up.

The synth-led “Everything In Its Right Place” feels at once claustrophobic and freeing, as Yorke’s vocals scrub against your ear and manipulated samples swirl around you. The plodding propulsion of the synth line and subtle bass drum keep the track focused, as a new world seems to appear before you.

“Kid A” with its chiming ambience and skipping back beat creates a mood of sinking into the sound and letting it envelop you. The vocal treatment feels as if you are trying desperately to tune in to Yorke’s frequency as the track slowly ratchets up the tension and lets you peak above the sonic horizon spiraling you down in the final moments.

That tension is unleashed on the bass heavy purge of “The National Anthem” that blends the alt-rock Radiohead had come to define with a cacophony of brass and beats. It’s a revelation of a track with such forceful forward propulsion that becomes a sensory overload of the highest order.

All the bluff and bluster fall away to sweet moments of calming like the serene “How To Disappear Completely” and the ambient soaked “Treefingers,” which is comforting and soothing. Further in the album, “Motion Picture Soundtrack” offers a collision of edge-of-your-seat tension and quiet reflection.

Tracks like the guitar jangle of “Optimistic” and the soft skipping of “In Limbo” and the blissful one-step-forward, two-step-back “Morning Bell” further broaden Radiohead’s musical language whilst playing with its well-established lexicon. They act as the bridging tracks of the band’s turning point as they move into more experimental electronica sounds.

Perhaps the best example of this is the album’s standout track “Idioteque,” which mixes crunchy beats with atmos and eerie synth beds. Hard pounding and glitch field, the track is a panicked jolt of energy that shoots up your spine. As the track builds and builds, there’s a myriad of aural delights to pick out, an off-beat bass run here and there, twirling percussive elements, malfunctioning melody. It’s the cornerstone for which new musical adventures would be built upon and cast further afield the group’s later releases.

As mentioned earlier, Kid A is a headphone masterpiece filled with sonic exploration and glitching beats. To truly immerse yourself within it you need to plug in and tune out the distractions of the outside world, as it pushes you further into the inner sounds. And you’ll find great comfort in the isolation”.

The Quietus reappraised Kid A in 2000. Radiohead going from Creep to bleep. Many fans and critics wanted a copy of Kid A in 2000. This album was about venerated Rock and how it was deemed superior to everything. This idea that Electronic music and other genres were inferior. Radiohead would head more back in a Rock direction for 2003’s Hail to the Thief. However, Kid A was a necessary evolution and shift:

The fusing of electronics into existing forms, or even – clutches pearls – on it’s own, seem to have to aroused a certain rowdy ire, in the UK. The work of Stockhausen, for example, was trod in by Sir Thomas Beecham, rather than heard. LFO, with their seminal ‘LFO’ single, were famously taken off the air halfway through, and described by Radio 1 DJ Steve Wright as “the worst record ever” (high praise indeed from a person who made prank calling a career). Marc Almond, during his Soft Cell years, was cruelly lampooned on Not The Nine O’Clock News as only speaking via a pre-recorded vocal track (and if you’ve seen Almond sing as many times as I have, you know he doesn’t need any help). For Radiohead to do more than dabble in electronics was perhaps always destined for choppy waters, no matter how earnest the rationale behind it.

I’d suggest Kid A, as a whole, is familiar as Radiohead. For all the manipulated vocals and electronics, there are acoustic and electric guitars, and “proper” vocals. The album continues their path of consolidation of what they were known for, adding new sonic flavours with each album. The Bends took the guitars from Pablo Honey and added different moods and paces, most notably in ‘Street Spirit’ and ‘Fake Plastic Trees’. OK Computer started with sleigh bells, no less, alongside the guitar riffing. It featured other sonic curios such as the seven minute three act ‘Paranoid Android’, the analogue collapse at the conclusion of ‘Karma Police’, the field recording and ripe synth of ‘Exit Music (For A Film)’ and the robot doom chanson of ‘Fitter Happier’. It was perhaps ‘Climbing Up The Walls’ – featuring Sonic Youth-style feedback, sub-aqua drumming and outright screaming – that gave a clue of where the band were going to go with Kid A, even before they’ve realised it themselves. This is rock music, but not rock music that is going to end up on a Mondeo ad.

The trajectory Radiohead hurtled along has previous form: Talking Heads did something similar, particularly with their album Remain In Light, itself frequently a nominee for Best Album Ever. That the band could have worked on their own deconstruction of their perky guitar sound was evident – just listen to ‘Drugs’ from Fear Of Music – but they needed an external catalyst to propel them further. In the case of Remain In Light, this was African polyrythyms, funk and electronics.

We can compare and contrast this with Radiohead. OK Computer, whilst coming from a different place and time, can perhaps be compared to Remain In Light, a guitar album with various textures and timbres of guitar. If we compare OK Computer, to Kid A, I’ll be saucy and vulgar and say it feels like Remain In Light, goes bleep techno. Of course, it isn’t solely electronic, but in terms of the “universe” of sounds, the stance and attitude feels different. It feels bleepy not riffy. Kid A, reimagines what a rock band can be, pushing the perimeter of that outline with a combination of force and gentle persuasion. For contemporaries such as Björk and DJ Shadow, to name two examples, electronic music production techniques and attitudes were “permitted” – even respected, praised. For a rock band such as Radiohead, rockist tradition would not allow them to do so without the obligatory rock critic carping.

Where does the album sit now, this side of Brexit, coronavirus and Mumford and Sons?

Reggie Watt’s funny yet affectionate impersonation of Radiohead, you can hear the Kid A-era sections as they crop up. That they fit into the overall continuity of the band, rather than jutting awkwardly out, demonstrates that with time, Kid A can be reconciled as part of the band’s chronology, and not as some Metal Machine Music exception.

The legacy of Kid A has, if anything, improved over time. From a wobbly start it has since been heralded an album of that decade by publications such as Rolling Stone and The Times, a move which even Mark Beaumont later acknowledged he was in the minority holding his contemporary view, recognising that other people loved it, even if he didn’t.

Any number of average indie bands in their wake have cited the album as they have upped and moved sticks to Berlin, in order to “find” Steve Reich, Basic Channel and themselves. However, few of the acts I’m thinking of did it with the depth of Radiohead – the acts just added interesting colours to ultimately average music”.

I am going to end with a couple of features. The first is from Rolling Stone. Rob Sheffield writes why Radiohead’s Kid A sounds right on time. How it is as relevant now as it was in 2000. I am curious how critics will assess and remember Kid A ahead of its twenty-fifth anniversary on 2nd October. It is a brilliant album that should have received more love than it did upon its release:

“Y2K was the all-time peak of the music biz, so it was a time when big-name artists indulged themselves in experiments that would have seemed insane a few years earlier or later. Garth Brooks recast himself as Chris Gaines. Two weeks after Kid A, Limp Bizkit debuted at Number One with Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water. The stars figured it was the right time to risk their “I’m a serious artist now” move, and if it flopped, hey, there’s always next year. But Y2K turned out to be the year without a next year, as far as CD sales were concerned. The Limp Bizkits of the world were up nookie creek without a cookie.

Kid A came out in the wake of D’Angelo’s Voodoo, everybody’s favorite jam that summer. Both required serious ear time — you had to live with the music before heating up your take. It was frustrating for some fans, since both Radiohead and D’Angelo were proven experts at instant-gratification crowd pleasers. (Nobody had to listen to “Planet Telex” or “Brown Sugar” twice to figure out if they liked them.) But that sense of adventure turned out to be part of the fun. The audience loved being invited along on this loony experiment — and in both cases, the audience has kept listening ever since.

“The National Anthem” holds up as their fiercest space-rock groove, especially in live versions — the studio original is marred by the self-consciously cheesy horns. “Idioteque” shows off their proudly amateurish electronica. Their expertise can be deceptive to new listeners who discover Kid A before they’ve had a chance to hear Autechre, Aphex Twin, Boards of Canada, or Funki Porcini. Yet to the Radiohead audience back in the day, these were obvious reference points, and “Idioteque” was meant to sound raw and clumsy in comparison, a garage-band cover. Jonny Greenwood was clearly a punk who’d just unboxed his gear, and the klutz-thud beat of “Idioteque” was in the same spirit as his pedal-stomp noise-guitar blurts in “Creep.”

If there was a moment in the Kid A arc where the album took on its current mythic stature, it was 12/12/00, the day the Supreme Court threw out the November election results and blocked the state of Florida from counting its ballots. (More precisely, the Republican-appointed five-ninths of the Court — what a coincidence.) Mind-blowing. Unprecedented. But it happened in broad daylight. After 12/12, all the things about Kid A that seemed overblown, paranoid, maybe a bit hysterical? They now sounded right on time. How could this be happening? This was really happening.

The album became the mournful soundtrack for seeing the Nineties’ hard-won political gains dissolve into air. Election Night Y2K, watching on my couch as George W. Bush gave a strutting victory speech for the election he hadn’t won, I switched to Comedy Central — needed a laugh — and got an SNL rerun, the 1993 Charles Barkley episode with musical guest Nirvana. Kurt Cobain was in the middle of singing “Heart-Shaped Box.” Hearing his voice at that moment made an already unimaginable night feel absurd. So much thrown away, so fast, for nothing. The Nineties were over. Hey, wait, I got a new complaint.

Something about this music made it uncannily perfect for the fall of 2000 — the same thing that makes it perfect for the fall of 2020. Just a couple of weeks ago, the night Ruth Bader Ginsburg died, Questlove went on social media to spin a three-hour DJ set of Radiohead — “chopped and (we’re) screwed?,” as he put it. It was a spontaneous way to cope with his grief, but it was powerful, with the doleful tones of “In Limbo,” “Treefingers,” and “Optimistic.” His theme was “One weekend to mope and that’s it!”

In a way, that’s the ultimate tribute to Kid A and its legacy. It’s music for taking your despair and channeling it into rage. Music for refusing to give up. Music for seeing possibilities in the future that the future doesn’t want you to see. That’s why Kid A struck a chord with so many people. And 20 years later, that’s why Kid A sounds more inspiring — and more necessary — than ever”.

In 2009, The Guardian named their albums of the decade. Graeme Thomson shared his words on Kid A. The sound of today in 2009, it is also the sound of today in 2025. That is why Kid A is so enduring and important. For anyone who has not heard the album in a while then make sure that you listen to it now. An extraordinary listen:

“If Achtung Baby was the sound of U2 chopping down The Joshua Tree, Kid A saw Radiohead ripping the wires from OK Computer, setting fire to the motherboard and throwing the wreckage from a tenth floor window. The sound of a stadium-rock band dissolving and regrouping into something considerably less well-defined, the bold steps made on their fourth album liberated Radiohead, enabling them to approach each subsequent record free from the shackles of preconceptions.

Depending on your sensibilities, Kid A was the moment when Radiohead became either wilfully contrary and insufferably worthy (no single, no video, strictly no fun) or just about the only big band that mattered. Having suffered an allergic reaction to the conventions – both musical and personal – of stardom, they almost split up after OK Computer but instead settled on a "change everything" ethos, largely dispensing with guitars in favour of skittish rhythm and an electronic sound palette inspired by krautrock, free jazz and the more abstract end of hip-hop.

Released in October 2000, Kid A wrestled with key post-millennial themes: the application of technology, information overload, identity and alienation. Doggedly anti-corporate and often stubbornly anti-melodic, it sometimes seemed less a collection of songs than a prolonged experiment in sound and possibility. There were moments when the band second-guessed their own instincts to a ludicrously leftfield degree, but also moments of profound beauty and deep emotion. Motion Picture Soundtrack had the ache of a long goodbye; How to Disappear Completely sounded like a letter from a desperate man confronting the corrosive effects of fame. Like much of the album, the scrambled paranoia of Idioteque – "Ice age coming ... we're not scaremongering" – was a jittery premonition of the troubled, disconnected, overloaded decade to come. The sound of today, in other words, a decade early”.

On 2nd October, we mark the twenty-fifth anniversary of Radiohead’s Kid A. It is amazing to think back to 2000 and the reaction around it. How there were some who were critical and thought that the band had made a bad move. Twenty-five years later and we can see Kid A as a necessary step from the band. Rather than Radiohead repeating what had gone before and staying stuck in a rut, with Kid A, they very much created the…

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FEATURE: Impressive Instant: Madonna's Music at Twenty-Five

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Impressive Instant

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Madonna's Music at Twenty-Five

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THIS was one of the…

most important albums Madonna ever released. In 1998, she released Ray of Light. That was perhaps the most successful and acclaimed albums of her career. It was this reinvention that few expected. Two years after that, when Music was released, there were so many eyes on her. Her first album of the twenty-first century. A simple title, it was hard to tell what was in store when listening to her eighth studio album. Released on 18th September, 2000, I want to look inside Music ahead of its twenty-fifth anniversary. Whereas Madonna was the leading Pop artist of the 1980s and would inspire artists that followed, by 2000, there was a new crop of artists that were on vogue. Those that she had influenced. Even though this was a new Madonna album, there was still more focus on younger and newer artists like Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera. Music’s title track was released on 21st August, 2000. It was an intriguing sign into what the album would sound like. Electronic sounds still at the fore, though a slightly different sound compared to Ray of Light. Madonna’s collaborations with Mirwais Ahmadzaï and William Orbit resulted in a more experimental album. The second single, Don’t Tell Me, bringing in Country influences. Music went to number in multiple countries, including the U.S. and U.K. It is one of Madonna’s best albums. I will end with reviews of Music and some album ranking lists that show Music high up the order.

Before getting there, there are features about Music that are worth bringing in. I wonder if any new ones will be published ahead of the twenty-fifth anniversary. In 2020, Albumism marked twenty years of Music. Madonna could have repeated what she did with Ray of Light. Instead, she brought in new collaborators and, with it, a new canvas to work from. The results are extraordinary:

The scripting for Music started in September 1999 and stretched into the incipient half of 2000. Guiding the sessions for the project was Madonna’s desire to maintain the album-oriented cohesion emblematic of Bedtime Stories (1994) and Ray of Light (1998). As she had on those two anterior efforts, a partial “changing of the guard” was enacted, but William Orbit—Madonna’s chief partner on Ray of Light—remained. Together, they drafted “Runaway Lover” and “Amazing,” two selections that revisited the vibrant psychedelics and polite digital accents of “Beautiful Stranger” and “American Pie.”

The expected infusion of new blood was demarcated by additional collaborations with writer-producers Guy Sigsworth, Damian LeGassick, Mark Stent, Talvin Singh and Joe Henry—Madonna’s brother-in-law—all of whom aided in further rounding out the record. However, stationed to primary production and co-writing duties in tandem with Madonna for six sides on Music was Mirwais Ahmadzaï. Their paths crossed at the onset of the album’s birth, à la Madonna’s manager Guy Oseary, when the French song constructionist submitted a demo tape to her Maverick Records imprint for consideration. While Ahmadzaï didn’t end up onboarding at Maverick, his avant-gardist approach sparked an instant connection between both parties.

Opposite to the warming techniques employed for the electronica found on Ray of Light, Music fostered Madonna’s interest in juxtaposing organic and inorganic sounds. Whether it is the serrated, electro-hop edge of the title piece, the amber-hued acoustica of “I Deserve It,” or the string-laden “Paradise (Not For Me)”, Music is an eclectic study of electro-funk, folktronica and chamber pop finery—amongst other sonic textures.

Focusing on the guitar work on “I Deserve It,” the instrument became a lively foil to the twitchy production gadgetry that buzzed on that entry as well as “Nobody’s Perfect” and “Don’t Tell Me.” Although not necessarily in the league of Orbit, Sigsworth or any of the other seasoned guitarists at work on Music, Madonna taught herself to play the acoustic variation of the instrument—this was yet another layer of compositional complexity added to the LP.

Madonna further pursued exploring the aesthetic space between the natural and the artificial as a singer on Music. The limited, artful use of the vocoder—notably on “Impressive Instant” and “Nobody’s Perfect”—is beautifully contrasted against Madonna’s unadorned vocals on “What It Feels Like for a Girl” and “Gone.” The former selection is a stirring examination of girlhood anxieties—crowned with a striking Charlotte Gainsbourg quote from the 1993 film The Cement Garden—that signposts one of two topical arcs that inform the collection: introspection and levity.

Two decades parted from its launch, Music is one of four records in a stratum to denote an imperial period for Madonna (creatively) which spanned from 1994 to 2003. I remarked about the staying power of this effort in my book Record Redux: Madonna, “Music proclaimed that Madonna could party, contemplate and sustain her visionary proclivities all on one album.” Music is a singular example that anything was possible for Madonna when she fixed her sights solely upon her craft—only the sky was the limit of her reach in those days”.

I am moving to a feature from Stereogum from 2000. They heralded an album that contained “Thudding big-room electro-house, aggressive vocal manipulation, ecstatic lyrical meaninglessness, acoustic guitars chopped up and refracted into unrecognizable shapes, joyous hedonism, robot voices, the half-ironic embrace of cowboy kitsch”:

Madonna again worked with William Orbit, who produced most of the least-interesting songs from Music. But the main force behind the album’s sound was Mirwais, a 40-year-old French producer who’d once been in a new wave band called Taxi Girl. Mirwais’ sound — sleek, robotic, rooted in house and disco, clean to the point where it was almost harsh — owed a whole lot to the French filter-house of the late ’90s, Daft Punk in particular. But then, Daft Punk probably owed something to Taxi Girl, so maybe it all comes out in the wash. Guy Oseary, the co-founder of Madonna’s Maverick label, had given Madonna a Mirwais CD, thinking that maybe Mirwais would be a good signing for the label. Instead, Madonna instantly decided that Mirwais would be the ideal collaborator.

At first, things didn’t work out quite so smoothly. Mirwais spoke no English, and his manager had to translate for him at the recording sessions, which drove Madonna nuts. Eventually, though, things clicked. Early in her career, Madonna had been a product of early-’80s club culture. Working with Mirwais, she recaptured some of that euphoric frivolity. Her lyrics on the clubbiest Music tracks can sometimes verge on gibberish: “Do you like to boogie-woogie?,” “I like to singy-singy-singy like a bird on a wingy-wingy-wingy.” But that meaninglessness worked for her. She sounded like she was having fun.

Mirwais put Madonna’s voice over mechanized thumps and fed it through voice-warping filters, giving her a cyborg sheen. On some level, this gleaming artificiality may have been a reaction to Cher, who’d had a global late-career smash with “Believe” a year and a half earlier. Cher had sung over Euro-house thump and used the brand-new Auto-Tune plug-in to make herself sound practically alien. But Cher was still working within a pretty standard ’90s dance-pop framework. Madonna’s hard, blocky sonics were fresher and cleaner, and they gave her a weird resonance in an era of dominant teen-pop stars like Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera. (Kylie Minogue, Madonna’s fellow ’80s survivor, pulled off something similar on her Fever album a year later.)

On the Music album cover and on tour, Madonna wore campy cowgirl gear, getting as far as she could from the gothy earth-mother looks she was rocking in the Ray Of Light era. It all feels like a conscious effort to strip away any lingering shreds of ’90s-style sincerity. Smart move. Very few of Madonna’s peers — maybe Kylie Minogue, possibly Janet Jackson — were able to handle the new-century zeitgeist that intuitively.

It didn’t last. Music was a smash — a triple platinum album that debuted at #1 and launched two top-10 singles and a lucrative global tour. But by the time she made her next album, the forced and grating 2003 flop American Life, Madonna was playing catch-up to electroclash. Madonna has had hits in the past 20 years, but most of those hits have been attempts to pander to the tastes of the moment, not to drive those tastes. Still, give Madonna credit. In the summer of 2000, 17 years into her pop-star career, a 42-year-old Madonna could talk about “the future of sound.” And she could be right.

I am keen to come to this review from Pitchfork from 2023. They assessed this huge record that brought people together. I think that it is one of Madonna’s best albums, though it is also one of the most underrated. If you have not heard this album in a while then I would recommend you play it in full:

Music is a wonky, maximalist record—a far cry from the sleek and limpid techno of Ray of Light. For the first time in her career, Madonna told Tatler, she had given herself license to relax: “OK, you don’t have to win any races.” The absence of internal pressure opened space to experiment and get downright strange. Mirwais filled the songs on Music with bizarre, avant-garde touches: On “Music,” Madonna’s vocal is frequently stacked out of time, as if the song is playing over itself; a vocodered voice asking “Do you like to boogie-woogie?” is as present as Madonna herself. “I like to singy-singy-singy/Like a bird on a wingy-wingy-wingy,” she trills deliriously on “Impressive Instant.” Unlike the records she made before or after, Music is absent concept; it feels guided by first thought, and is often intentionally ridiculous in a way few (or no) other Madonna records are.

Mirwais, more than any producer Madonna had worked with before, was interested in the voice as an instrument to be manipulated and remolded. On “Impressive Instant” and “Paradise (Not for Me),” his vocoder makes Madonna sound like an alien diva, alternately nasal and mischievous and disturbingly disembodied. She had heard Mirwais’ Auto-Tune work—he claims his 2000 solo cut “Naïve Song” was the “1st electro track with Auto-Tune FX on vocals”—and asked to use the effect on Music; the resulting ballad, “Nobody’s Perfect,” is ghostly and forlorn, its self-lacerating lyrics made more piercing by the vocal processing. At the time, Auto-Tune was best known as the “Cher effect” and synonymous with euphoric dance pop. Its inverted application on “Nobody’s Perfect” presaged Radiohead’s use of the technique on 2001’s Amnesiac and the wounded android pop ballads of the 2010s. But Mirwais also recognized when to hold back, and on the steadfast and optimistic “I Deserve It,” the vocals are totally dry. Madonna has never been a particularly soul-baring lyricist, and Mirwais’ detail-oriented production allowed for clean emotional delineation between each song: one alienated and upsetting, the other expressing personal affirmation.

Other songs feel like the perfect synthesis of dozens of disparate strands of ’90s pop. “Don’t Tell Me,” the album’s most indelible song and one of Madonna’s best-ever singles, plays like Sheryl Crow’s “Strong Enough” as remixed by Timbaland. A guitar part loops and rewinds, occasionally halting to give way to a grand, glacial string break, à la Moby’s Play. (Madonna had hoped to work with Moby on what would become Music, but plans never came to fruition.) “Don’t Tell Me” began as a demo by Joe Henry, a cult singer-songwriter married to Madonna’s sister Melanie. Henry had written the song “in 25 minutes” in order to test the gear in his new studio; when he played the demo for his wife, she told him she could hear Madonna singing it. Madonna overhauled the track completely, turning it from a noirish, Tom Waits-style tango into something rhythmic, defiant, and contemporary. Although she barely changed Henry’s original lyrics, they play like commentary on her reception in popular culture at the turn of the century. From the moment she turned 40, the media had hungered for signs of Madonna’s imminent irrelevance, but in the song’s simple terms, she refuted any idea that she should be going into middle age quietly: “Don’t tell me to stop/Tell the rain not to drop/Tell the wind not to blow.”

She was rebellious as ever, but the shift that had occurred on Ray of Light wasn’t just a pose: Madonna was a more benevolent figure now than she had been in the early part of her career. Although she occasionally rolled her eyes at the mention of Britney, she saw her younger self reflected in the new generation of female pop stars, and recognized an opportunity to support them. While promoting Music, she sometimes wore T-shirts that read “Britney Spears” in rhinestones, and used interviews to decry Spears’ treatment in the media. While recording, Madonna said, she’d thought about her own place in the world, at one point realizing that, as she put it to Interview, “Smart, sassy girls who accomplish a lot and have their own cash and are independent are really frightening to men. I felt like ‘Why didn’t somebody tell me? Why didn’t somebody warn me?’”

Music codifies that warning. Although much of the record is about love and hedonism, another thread runs through songs such as “Amazing” and “Runaway Lover”: the idea that women will often be left high and dry by men, and by the world at large. The apotheosis of this theme arrives during “What It Feels Like for a Girl,” Music’s emotional climax. Produced by Guy Sigsworth, “What It Feels Like for a Girl” is something like Madonna’s take on a Dido ballad, with plush synths wrapped around the album’s purest, most traditional hook. It is a beautiful yet slightly baffling song: For every lyric that’s cutting and totally earnest (“When you open up your mouth to speak/Could you be a little weak?”) there’s a mention of “tight blue jeans” or “lips as sweet as candy.” Then again, it’s not a song of empowerment so much as a plea. Madonna wrote it while in the process of moving to London and hiding her pregnancy, fed up with the fact that she was the one having to make accommodations in her relationship. The lyrics are universal, but still hard to separate from the memory of the brazen, armored pop star who debuted in 1982, so consciously invulnerable to the standards of the world around her.

On Music, along with Ray of Light and Music’s maligned, arguably misunderstood follow-up American Life, Madonna was at her most analytical and most reflective. She has never written a memoir; these three records do as good a job as any book would, exploring her relationship with her parents, her children, and American culture at large. On “Gone,” Music’s final track, she seemingly makes a pact for the future: “Selling out is not my thing,” she sings. “Turn to stone/Lose my faith/I’ll be gone before it happens.” It was a promise she couldn’t keep. Twenty-three years later, she’s only rarely reached the same artistic heights (2005’s Confessions on a Dance Floor being a notable exception) and was never again as commercially successful: Music sold 4 million copies in its first 10 days of release, and its title track became Madonna’s final Hot 100 No. 1 to date. As the definitive end of an imperial phase, though, Music stands as a document of Madonna’s artistry at its wildest and most free”.

I shall end by quoting from album ranking features and where Music was placed. SPIN placed Music eighth in their feature from last year (“Madonna reunited with William Orbit for three songs on Music that continue in the vein of Ray of Light, but the more intriguing and commercially successful half of the album came from Mirwais. His halting, glitchy aesthetic was like a shock to the system when “Music” hit the American charts, and deep cuts like “Impressive Instant” take that sound to even weirder and more entertaining extremes. “It’s the first Madonna record in years that feels as effortless as the dance-pop of her Ciccone youth,” Alex Pappademas wrote in the SPIN review of Music”). Music came in ninth in a 2015 feature from Billboard. (“That doesn’t mean that Music was hard to get into, though: the title track remains a chart-topping triumph that united the bourgeoisie and the rebel, “Impressive Instant” sounds like Madonna mashed up with a lost cut from Daft Punk’s Homework album, and “Don’t Tell Me” — with its looped guitar lick and subtle vocal take — is one of Madge’s most under-appreciated singles ever. Time has been good to Music, an album where Madonna expanded her worldview while remaining true to her core”). In 2023, writers from The Guardian debated as to which Madonna album was best.

Chal Ravens campaigned for Music (“Madonna approached the new millennium with her usual spirit of reinvention: “Hey Mr DJ, put a record on.” Ray of Light producer William Orbit was enlisted for early sessions, but his euphoric trance-pop had by then trickled down to lesser stars like Mel C. Madonna needed something new. She found it on a demo by French unknown Mirwais Ahmadzaï. Drafted in for six songs, his micro-chopped grooves (Impressive Instant) and sad robofunk (Nobody’s Perfect) could have only come from the land of Daft Punk and Air. He also had the bold idea to cut the reverb on Madonna’s vocals – central to the airiness of Ray of Light – and the resulting dryness lends Music an unusual intimacy. It all gels to perfection on Don’t Tell Me, where finger-picked guitar and compressed vocals intertwine with post-Björk strings and a hydraulic hip-hop bassline: cyber-country on the brink of a new millennium. And while Madonna’s politics have been patchy at times, Music contains one of her most enduring explorations of gender in the dreamy What It Feels Like for a Girl. Somehow she managed to follow up the best Madonna album with, perhaps, the best Madonna album”). Turning twenty-five on 18th September, the majestic and magnificent Music still has this freshness. You can hear the artists of today who are inspired by it. If it is not ranked in the top five Madonna albums, that is not to say Music is inferior. In fact, it has dated much better than many of her albums. This 2000 release was a massive commercial success and won a lot of positive reviews. I hope that it gets some new love on its twenty-fifth anniversary. I was seventeen when Music came out. I admired the album the minute I heard it. An assuredly forward-thinking and captivating album from…

THE queen of Pop.

FEATURE: Modern-Day Queens: Chappell Roan

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Modern-Day Queens

PHOTO CREDIT: Ragan Henderson

 

Chappell Roan

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THIS is quite timely…

as the amazing Chappell Roan played incredible sets at the Reading and Leeds Festival last week. Receiving five-star reviews, I will end with one of them. There is no doubt that Roan is one of the most extraordinary and important artists of her generation. Her debut album, The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess, was released in 2023 and received massive acclaim. Since then, she has released stunning singles such as Good Luck, Babe! and The Giver. The Subway is her latest single. There is a lot of demand for a second studio album. More on that in a minute. Before that, I want to come to a few interviews with the Missouri-born artist. Born Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, she is a songwriter known for her camp-inspired, drag-influenced aesthetic and queer-themed Pop music. Even if there was division over her being awarded the BBC Sound of… 2025 prize earlier this year (as there was hope a new or underground artist would be recognised), there is no denying the fact Chappell Roan is a superstar. Not only an exceptional and distinct songwriter who is inspiring fans around the world. She is also one of the finest live performers. I want to start out with an interview from The Guardian published last year. Chappell Roan explained why fame is like going through puberty. She also disused drag, sexuality and superstardom:

As a 12-year-old, Roan was Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, writing songs in her bedroom as a creative outlet from her repressive Christian upbringing. She struggled with her sexuality and undiagnosed bipolar II disorder, and railed against her family, the church and the abstinence culture of the Republican midwest. “I was so desperate to feel understood,” she says. “I pushed down the gay part of myself so deep because I was like, that can’t possibly be me.”

It sounds lonely. “Oh, it was,” she says. “I was very, very lonely. When I was growing up, it was like, ‘Gay means flamboyant, gay man’ and lesbian means, ‘Butch girl who looks masculine’. There was not an array of queerness. And I was very mentally ill – suicidal for years – and not medicated, because that’s just not a part of midwest culture. It’s not: ‘Maybe we should get you a psychiatrist.’ It’s: ‘You need God. You need to pray about that.’”

Roan craved escape. She would smoke stolen cigarettes and listen to Del Rey on her porch at 2am as she plotted her way out. After winning a school talent contest, she began posting covers on YouTube. She honed her songwriting at an artsy summer camp and uploaded her first original song in 2014: Die Young was a doomy heartsick ballad sung in a husky Del Rey-esque tone. It led to her signing with Atlantic at 17. She renamed herself Chappell Roan in tribute to her late grandfather and released an EP – but progress was slow and she felt constrained by her sad-girl persona. After moving to Los Angeles in 2018, she wrote a song with Daniel Nigro that felt like a gamechanger: Pink Pony Club, a sizzling cabaret dance-pop banger about her formative experiences visiting a drag bar in LA. Feeling as if she had finally found her people, she started to acknowledge her sexuality. “Drag is like a spa for my soul,” she says, touching her heart.

But Atlantic wasn’t keen, and dropped her in 2020. Pink Pony Club bubbled under but didn’t translate into a viable career. Roan spent two years working other jobs to support her life in LA and, at a low ebb, moved back home to live with her family. Unable to shake the feeling that she could still make it, she gave herself one more year to chase her dream. She returned to LA, worked at a doughnut shop and collaborated with Nigro, who was also involved in Olivia Rodrigo’s Grammy-winning debut, Sour. Together, Roan and Nigro wrote maximalist pop songs that honoured her inner child. Roan filmed videos with friends, styled in thrift-store drag. The result of this scrappy, striving year was The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess.

Pop had been in a dark place since the mid-2010s: mumbled confessions over seething beats and sparse bedroom laments. But Roan is an explosion of colour. Her songs are fun, full of camp humour as she sings about the trials of love, acceptance and being ghosted by girls. Her voice blooms from a growl to an operatic trill and back. At the heart of it all is performance. “What would be the funnest to perform live?” she asks herself. “That’s how I write.” 

The VMAs was her first big awards show. To perform Good Luck, Babe!, Roan dressed as a knight and strode out with a crossbow, shot a burning arrow to set a castle alight and chucked swords around. “I had that idea of me shooting a crossbow on fire for so long,” she says, laughing at her audacity. “Good Luck, Babe! does not warrant me coming out with a weapon on fire, but I was like, I have to do it. This is what I really would have wanted as my 11-year-old boy version of myself.”

While it can seem like Roan hates every second of being a pop star, she lights up as she talks about how bigger budgets and more agency have transformed her shows. “I get to feel the energy of other people, it’s so cool to have shows so packed and have so much joy in the room,” she says. “It’s fun that my parents are so supportive. It’s just cool to see my family get excited about things that we never thought were possible.”

And she is using her newfound status for good. Since Roan became a headline act, she’s invited local drag artists to support her (an idea suggested to her by queer masked country singer Orville Peck) and each show has its own theme. At her Manchester show, the theme is mermaid, and the atmosphere is celebratory and communal. One fan, Jasmine, resplendent in shiny purple suit and stick-on face charms, hails Roan’s “sense of freedom – I would never dress like this on an ordinary day”. Another, Emelia, in an astonishing homemade jellyfish get-up, says: “I’m gay and live in Newcastle, and a lot of people judge me for being quite flamboyant.”

For every UK tour ticket sold, £1 goes to the LGBTQ+ rights charity Kaleidoscope Trust, and at the merch stand in Manchester there are signed risograph prints selling for £100, with proceeds going towards aid for Palestine. Wearing charity shop costumes, fans Kenza and Freya say they admire Roan’s values: “She’s probably the only artist that’s really standing up for things that no one else is wanting to talk about”.

I am going to move to this year and a relatively new interview. However, I want to stay in 2024 and to a FACE interview. They rightly noted how Chappell Roan’s hot-blooded anthems are infecting and infusing the Pop world with something distinct and extraordinary. Now (2024), she is starting int o abyss of superstardom. Something that can be a mixed blessing for those in the music industry:

The project of Chappell Roan, then, can be more wholly understood as a therapeutic experience, not only for fans who might have an idea of what those emotions feel like, but also for the artist’s younger self. ​“Now, I am the girl who does the Britney routine; I am the girl who plays dress-up. I’m making up for that time. When I realised that I should dedicate my career to honouring the childhood I never got, it got big quick.”
​“Big” as in becoming a de-facto festival headliner in the US, touring through Europe this autumn and, hopefully, nabbing some music trophies. Nominations in multiple Grammy categories, including Best New Artist and Song of the Year, seem like a no-brainer. ​“My mom would love to go to the Grammys or the Brits,” she says. But Chappell is, at best, iffy on the whole awards thing. ​“I’m kind of hoping I don’t win, because then everyone will get off my ass: ​‘See guys, we did it and we didn’t win, bye’! I won’t have to do this again!”

What’s more important to Chappell is the long game. ​“I feel ambitious about making this sustainable,” she says. ​“That’s my biggest goal right now. My brain is like: quit right now, take next year off.” Her mouth forms a small, tense line again. ​“This industry and artistry fucking thrive on mental illness, burnout, overworking yourself, overextending yourself, not sleeping. You get bigger the more unhealthy you are. Isn’t that so fucked up?” It’s a problem within the music industry, she notes, but also its attendant attention machines – TikTok, Instagram, the entire internet – which all feed on manic self-compulsion. ​“The ambition is: how do I not hate myself, my job, my life, and do this?” she says. ​“Because right now, it’s not working. I’m just scrambling to try to feel healthy.”

Listening to her talk, you can feel everything: the fury, the despair, the confusion, the resolve, the swirling depths of her personal storm. The resonance of Chappell Roan is not so much something to be understood simply from the music she makes or her aesthetic and stagecraft, but something you have to take in as a greater act of performance art. One where she dredges up the worst, most jagged edges of being a human who can feel angry, lost, jealous, vindictive, reckless, horny and scary-hot. Then she delights in it. She pairs it with dazzling synths, invites us in and turns the whole thing into an inclusive party, transmuting the project from she to we.

So, what does Chappell Roan need from us? If her success is to be understood as a collective movement, where fans feed off the music and the magnetism she’s able to dole out, despite the increasing crush of fame, what sustains her? What’s the one compliment that actually matters?

She peers out from behind the curtains of that unmistakable mane, having gone quiet again. ​“Everyone’s like, ​‘Oh yeah, she’s really intense,’ which, whatever, fine,” she says. ​“But I don’t very often get: ​‘Oh my God, you have such a good vibe.’ I think that just stems back to childhood, of [wanting] people to believe that I’m a good person and me believing it, too. So it means a lot when I hear that.” She thinks this over”.

PHOTO CREDIT: Tim Walker

In an amazing interview with W Magazine from April, we get to learn more about an artist who is redefining Pop on her own terms after years of struggles. For anyone who has not followed Chappell Roan or does not know her music, then I would strongly encourage you to check her out. One of the greatest artists in the world right now. A modern-day music queen:

Country music is known for narrative-based songwriting—it tells stories. I think that’s also true of your songs.

Country music taught me how to write narratively.

When was the first time you heard yourself on the radio?

I think it was in an Uber when I was on tour. I heard “Good Luck, Babe.” I grabbed my friend’s hand and I was like, “Oh my fucking.…” But I didn’t scream. I don’t sing along with myself. I never listen to my own music. If it’s out, I don’t want to hear it. I’ve heard it hundreds and hundreds of times.

Abra gown; Alexis Bittar bracelets; LaPointe belt; Marc Jacobs shoes.

What’s the first song you remember singing?

“Oops!…I Did It Again,” by Britney Spears. My mother took me out of gymnastics because I did the Britney dances instead of listening to the gymnastics teacher. I also sang, “Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so.”

PHOTO CREDIT: Tim Walker

At the Grammys, when you accepted your award for Best New Artist, you seemed to be reading from a diary. Is that your actual diary?

Yes. I’ve been keeping a diary for—oh my god—like, 15 years. I started in middle school. I love looking back at what I had to say as a 12-year-old. I wrote that every day was “horrible.” It’s amazing to see what would ruin my day back then. It felt as dramatic as my life feels now. Throughout my life, I had a fear of losing my memory, so I kept a journal to log all these important events. As I’ve gotten older, it’s been harder and harder to keep a diary. Sometimes, when I’m having a bad day, I won’t journal, because I won’t want to remember.

Have you been asked to be in films?

I met John Waters last night, which was insane. One of my idols! And I was talking about how there are only so many “firsts” you can have with your career. And he said, “No, no, no—there are all the firsts to go through when you become an actress!” And I said, “I’m not an actress—what are you talking about?” He said, “Every singer is an actress!” And I was like, okay, maybe I am! Damn! If John Waters says I’m an actress, maybe I am!”.

I am going to include some of a recent interview with Vogue, where we learn why there will not be another Chappell Roan album anytime soon. In the interview, Roan spoke about writing through heartbreak and her incredible new single, The Subway:

The triumph of Roan’s Grammy-winning debut album, The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess, has prompted much speculation about its follow-up, with fans scrutinizing her recent fixation on dragons, knights, and other medieval motifs and noting how the lyric video for “The Giver” features a DVD menu that scrolls past tracks called “To Be Yours” and “Read & Make Out.”

But “the second project doesn’t exist yet,” Roan clarifies. “There is no album. There is no collection of songs.”

She goes on: “It took me five years to write the first one, and it’s probably going to take at least five to write the next. I’m not that type of writer that can pump it out.” Nor does Roan see any creative value in churning out music under pressure. “I don’t think I make good music whenever I force myself to do anything,” she says. “I see some comments sometimes, like, ‘She’s everywhere except that damn studio.’ Even if I was in the studio 12 hours a day, every single day, that does not mean that you would get an album any faster.”

Besides, there’s so much to experience and be present for in her real life. Roan has spent the last few months living in New York with her best friend and creative director, Ramisha Sattar. “I have to see what New York is like in my 20s, ’cause it’s what everyone says,” she says. She’s enjoyed exploring the food scene and biking around town (“which is my favorite thing ever”), though not even pop stars are exempt from the city’s take-no-prisoners attitude. “New York is doing exactly what it does to me, which is kicking my ass,” she says, to a chorus of empathetic mm-hmms and nods from her team.

But these days, Roan is feeling optimistic about what lies ahead, which includes a series of pop-up shows this fall in New York, Los Angeles, and Kansas City, Missouri. “This pace is good right now,” she says. “This feels good and manageable. I feel like, for the first time in over a year, I can finally be excited about going to work and doing my job”.

PHOTO CREDIT: Luke Dyson/Reading Festival

I will end with a review of Chappell Roan’s Reading Festival set from last week. Attitude were among those who shared their love and respect for an artist at the top of her field. This is an amazing artist who will be talked about decades from now as one of the all-time greats. I think that next year might be the biggest of her career, whether she releases a new album or not:

The sun struggles to cut through an endless, dust-choked landscape as tired, dehydrated crowds draw from the life-force of their gothic monarch. Defiant against the heat in sleeves, gloves and a full skirt, the figure brandishes a staff topped with a bat and wears a matching fascinator. Squint, and she resembles a giant raven.

This may sound like a scene from Mad Max, but in fact, it is the ever-eccentric Chappell Roan meeting her people at Reading Festival. It is a thrillingly serious exercise in pop.

Attitude caught the same set at Way Out West in Sweden earlier this August, where the star beamed and bounced around the stage like a woodland nymph, the innocent protagonist of a child’s fantasy story. Aspects tonight are a carbon copy — the intricately detailed fairytale fortress, for example — but ultimately it is an entirely different experience. Chappell herself is transformed, channelling pure Maleficent energy.

Not that she is reserved or stoic. This is a leg-kicking, hair-flicking spectacle – her and her all-female band never stop moving – with her booming, at times screaming, voice recalling the countless rock gods who’ve brought raw power to this otherwise nondescript London commuter town over the years. Her formidable vocal and unbridled passion peaks with a cover of Heart’s ‘Barracuda’.

PHOTO CREDIT: Luke Dyson/Reading Festival

What impresses most is the strength of the setlist. Chappell only broke through in 2024, has released just one album, and has suggested the next could be as much as five years away — yet she delivered 17 songs that were all killer, no filler. (Although Coffee does zap the energy between Red Wine Supernova and Good Luck, Babe!) It’s performed with the breathtaking confidence of a greatest hits set, and feels like a show worthy of a Glastonbury headliner. The irony? At Reading, she isn’t even topping the bill — that honour goes to Hozier.

“This one’s for my ex, who’s in the crowd tonight,” Chappell says, introducing ‘My Kink is Karma’, fixing the camera with a penetrating stare that sent chills even down this writer’s spine. This is my kind of reality TV show. Maybe this explains the seriousness? Whatever the explanation, people are living for it, with the Reading team boasting a knack for zeroing in the camera on the most dramatic of emotional faces in the crowd. (Conversely, an assumed technical issue sees the big screens intermittently cut out for the first few songs.)

“Thank you for loving me and standing with me,” Chappell tells fans at one point, sharing a rare smile. “This is a dream come true, seriously.” Then, it was straight back to game face”.

If some think that Chappell Roan is controversial or divides opinion, it is her honest and frankness that makes her so authentic and amazing. Not to say her career and life is perfect, but she is a very real and relatable artist who is the antidote to so many fake and watered-down artists. Chappell Roan is doing things her own way, and we should all be very…

THANKFUL for that.

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FEATURE: Kate Bush: On Location: Inside a Fascinating and Important New Book

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Kate Bush: On Location

IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush at the Royal Albert Hall, Kensington Gore, South Kensington, London on 18th November, 1979 for the 75th Anniversary of the London Symphony Orchestra

 

Inside a Fascinating and Important New Book

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I am going to highlight…

a few exerts from a marvellous new book that I think every Kate Bush fan should own. As I have been writing about extensively, Hounds of Love turns forty on 16th September. Though there is a lot to discuss, will we spend time exploring the important locations? The home-made studio she built near her family home at East Wickham Farm in Welling? The Irish Sessions in Dublin at Windmill Lane Studios? The location of the iconic Cloudbusting video? I have not seen too many podcasts or articles that explore the locations. A podcast a while back where author Tom Doyle talked about East Wickham Farm for Music Maps Podcast. Kate Bush musical map is truly fascinating. When I recently contributed to a French documentary about Kate Bush (which has not yet aired), I was asked by the producer about spots in London relevant to Kate Bush she could visit. I could have done with Kate Bush: On Location! Check out the Twitter account here. There are so many great sections about London locations that were crucial in Kate Bush’s career. Before coming to some of the chapters/places, below is some information about the upcoming book:

On 16 September 2025, Kate Bush’s timeless masterpiece, Hounds of Love, turns 40. But have you ever wondered where the album was recorded? Or maybe you’ve always wanted to know where the video for Running Up That Hill was filmed, or where Kate’s No. 1 hit, Wuthering Heights, was penned? Well, you’re about to find out.

Kate Bush: On Location brings together in one book the location secrets behind Kate’s iconic career, allowing you to discover the fascinating stories and histories of over seventy locations that have played a part in her incredible journey. From recording studios to concert venues, television centres to outdoor filming locations, record company offices to vinyl record pressing plants – this fan-written book will take you on a virtual tour across the UK and the rest of the world to experience the real-life locations that have shaped Kate's music and career.

- Explore recording studios, soundstages, TV studios, tour venues, music video filming locations, and rehearsal spaces, as well as the places where Kate's early life and career began before she was signed to EMI Records.

- Use the given coordinates to pay a virtual visit to each location using online maps and Google Street View.

- Dive into the history of each real-life location and learn of its connection to Kate, with a handful of fascinating facts and trivia along the way.

Kate Bush: On Location visits a number of iconic rock music landmarks, including the legendary studios of Abbey Road, AIR London, Super Bear, and Windmill Lane; venues related to Kate’s 1979 Tour such as the Rainbow Theatre, the Poole Arts Centre, and the Hammersmith Odeon; famous film studios like Shepperton, Bray, and Elstree; the Efteling Theme Park and the London Laserium; TV studios such as BBC Television Centre, Pebble Mill, ATV Birmingham, and RTÉ Dublin; EMI Records and its vinyl pressing plants; Black Park and the beautiful Vale of the White Horse; the curious home of Bio’s Bahnhof; the Soho photography studio used to capture those famous ‘pink leotard’ portraits; and the setting for Kate’s pivotal recording session with David Gilmour in 1973. And so much more”.

The book will be released as both an eBook (£8.99) and paperback (£12.99), and they will be released on 1st September via Amazon. (The eBook is available to pre-order now - the paperback will be available to buy from 1st September. It will be available from Amazon in the U.K., U.S., Germany, France, Spain, Italy, Netherlands, Japan, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, Australia and India.)

IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush in 1978/PHOTO CREDIT: Gered Mankowitz

You can pre-order the Kindle version here. I have read through the book and I love how it is this extensive, exhaustive and comprehensive love letter to Kate Bush and the locations that played their parts. Whether they are venues she performed at, studios she recorded in, or locations videos were shot on, this is like a travel guide! The book almost has the format and look of a classic travel guide. It is very easy to read and has excellent detail. I have not yet mentioned the book’s author. Max Cookney. In an email, he told me that the book might not give too much new information to diehard Kate Bush fans. I would disagree! I consider myself to be among the ultimate diehards and there are locations and titbits I was not aware of! I was engrossed. Before getting to some specific locations, this section from Cookney’s introduction stands out (he tells me that his fan club membership number was K9423, and you can find his name in the Pen Pals and Swaps sections of a couple of old KB club magazines from around c.1986-1988):

The fan club’s address – at the time in Welling, Kent – wasn’t much more than a post office box number (‘PO Box 120’) and postal code (‘DA16 3DS, You’re welcome’) that would have directed all your letters and membership subs to the Royal Mail delivery office in Bexleyheath1 (actually, a little over a mile to the east of Welling proper). The only reason I’m able to tell you this with some confidence today is due to the one thing we didn’t have access to in 1986: the internet. A quick online search will confirm the location, although this “large user” postcode became defunct in 2010. But in 1986 and living some 240 miles away in the furthest western corners of Devon, my only option was to try and locate Welling on a map using my father’s well-thumbed RAC road atlas. I did manage to locate the Kentish town on the map, as I did East Wickham – the high-medieval hamlet a little to the north of Welling and location of the Bush family home. But I only ever knew these place names as the one- or two-word toponyms they were without the knowledge of any other more precise geographical detail or imagery. I was never going to find them in the Encyclopedia Britannica Children’s Yearbook 1986. An assumption has been made that the KBC collected their mail from the delivery office, although it should be noted that Royal Mail PO Box users could also opt to have their mail delivered to a different address if, for example, they wished to maintain their privacy.

As my enthusiasm for Kate grew, so too did the list of locations that became of interest to me, taken from the sleeve notes of Kate’s albums or any of the other material I had access to, which at the time was limited to one biography, a couple of fanzines, and a copy of the Kate Bush Complete sheet music book (with its very thorough chronology). Places like Bexleyheath, the Super Bear studios, Abbey Road, Manchester Square, Windmill Lane, the London Laserium, and the Poole Arts Centre all became the stuff of legend”.

IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush at Abbey Road Studios, London during recording of her third studio album, Never for Ever

In addition to information about the locations, Max Cookney provides history, some interesting facts and coordinates (and what3words). It means that fans can find these location if they are nearby. I have been to East Wickham Farm a couple of time recently and was blown away standing outside it! Cookney struggled to find some of these locations as they are quite obscure, but Google Maps is among the resources that helped him nail them down. Lets start off with some words about East Wickham Farm:

East Wickham Farm was bought by Kate’s father, Dr Robert Bush, in the early 1950s, presumably not that long after the death of its former owner/resident, Mrs Rose Elizabeth Gibson. Rose Elizabeth was the wife of Bruce L. Gibson, the Kentish son of an agricultural master smith and a “much respected figure in the local community.” Bruce bought East Wickham Farm in the early 1900s, and as a result, it became known locally as Gibson’s Farm. Bruce made a success of the farm, and his family grew wealthy from their supply of fresh produce to the markets in central London. The Gibson’s farmland stretched as far as Brampton Road in Bexleyheath, about a mile east of the main farmhouse in Wickham Street, although much of that land was later sold off for housing, with part of it remaining as East Wickham Open Space, which the Bush family would have been able to see from the rear of the farmhouse. Bruce L. Gibson died in February 1939, having lived well into his seventies. Rose Elizabeth remained at the farm until her own death in January 1953 at the ripe old age of 92. East Wickham Farm is now occupied by Kate’s nephew, the bladesmith Owen Bush, from where he now runs his ‘Bushfire Forge’ School of Bladesmithing”.

We can think about all the remarkable and fascinating locations where Bush shot her music videos. As we are marking forty years of Hounds of Love, perhaps Cloudbusting is the most iconic. The cover for Kate Bush: On Location is a shot of the Vale of the White Horse in Oxfordshire. However, few video locations are as iconic as for Wuthering Heights. Specifically, the video for the version (the first video) where Bushy wore a red dress. A moment that is recreated each year for The Most Wuthering Heights Day Ever:

On 26 October 1977, the first of two promotional videos for the soonto-be-released Wuthering Heights was filmed on a grassy lea in the middle of Salisbury Plain in Southern England. Directed by Nick Abson, the Rockflix video (shot on 16mm film and more commonly referred to as the “red dress version”) was ultimately ditched in favour of a second video produced by Keith ‘Keef’ MacMillan, who would go on to produce several more for Kate. For a long time (and well before the arrival of YouTube), the Rockflix video wasn’t easy to find, with Keef’s video forever remaining the preferred choice released on official videotape compilations such as The Single File and The Whole Story. But for those who had managed to watch Nick’s version, no one really knew where it had been filmed. However, in 2018, following some impressive investigative work by some particularly dedicated fans, the exact location for the video was finally identified. Fortunately, the cameraman on the day, Mike Miles, was happy to share with fans everything he could remember about the shoot and provided an incredibly detailed report, especially given it was over forty years ago. The location was confirmed as being Salisbury Plain, and more specifically, Baden’s Clump – chosen for no reason other than because Nick and his team were in the area anyway, heading west towards Wales to continue filming a feature-length fly-on-the-wall documentary for a Stiff Records tour of the UK (the Live Stiffs Tour)”.

As I and many others are thinking about Hounds of Love at the moment, it is interesting drawing a mental map of the spots where songs were recorded and videos filmed. Ireland and its influence extends beyond lyrics and sounds. The physical recording space of Windmill Lane in Dublin saw some of the most magic and best moments from the 1985 album. It is a spot I will definitely visit if I ever go to Dublin:

The Irish instrumentation sessions of Night of the Swallow, Hounds of Love, and The Sensual World were all recorded at Windmill Lane Recording Studios, which, incidentally, caught me out in much the same way as EMI in Hayes. If you were to search an online map for the studios today, you’d be signposted to a rather impressive turquoise and cream-coloured Art Deco building located on Ringsend Road, Dublin. Originally a power station for the Dublin United Tramways Company, you can find it at 53.342052, -6.234657 ///thanks.agreed.manage. But this is not the building we’re looking for. The sessions for Kate’s albums were recorded at the studio’s original site, located in, unsurprisingly, Windmill Lane. The original docklands site on the southern banks of the River Liffey was opened in 1978 by Brian Masterson and James Morris. Originally used for recording traditional Irish music, the studios were soon playing host to bands like Clannad, Def Leppard, The Waterboys, and most notably, U2, whose first three albums were recorded in full there. Because of the connection, many U2 fans from across the world used to visit the site and pay homage to the band by covering the outside walls with graffiti

There is one more location I want to highlight before round off. One of my favourite ever moments in Kate Bush’s career is when she performed songs from her 1978 debut album, The Kick Inside, to promote the opening of a Dutch amusement park. It was suitably bizarre and wonderful. Before The Tour of Life in 1979, this was a chance for people to see her perform ‘live’ – she was miming for the performance – these tracks that would be brought to life a year later:

The Efteling theme park in the Netherlands was the filming location for a twenty-minute, six-song television special Kate recorded for the Dutch broadcaster, TROS. The special, produced and directed by Rien van Wijk, was filmed in April 1978 and aired on the 12th of May, 1978. The given coordinates are for the old entrance to the former Haunted Castle (also known as the Spookslot) that Kate danced in front of at the start of the show (during the opening song, Moving). The Spookslot was designed by creative director Ton van de Ven, who’d designed most of the attractions at Efteling. It opened just two days before the airing of Kate’s TV special and remained so right up until 2022, when the park owners determined the attraction could no longer be maintained. In its place now stands a new attraction called Danse Macabre, in the Huyverwoud Forest-themed area. The tenebrous gravestone (or ‘zerk’ in Dutch) bearing Kate’s name that was used to open the TV special was kept as a memento and spent a good number of years at the park in storage before making a surprise reappearance outside the Spookslot in 2003, presumably in recognition of the attraction’s 25th birthday. It soon disappeared before resurfacing in 2007, when it was put on display in the Spookslot catacombs, where it remained until the attraction’s closure in 2022. It briefly showed its face again in the spring of 2023 during an Efteling exhibition at the Noordbrabants Museum in Den Bosch. The gravestone’s current location remains a mystery to the author of this book; however, it is said that if you were to visit the new Danse Macabre attraction and maybe even stop for some refreshment at the Black Cat Tavern (‘In den Swarte Kat’), you might just stumble across one or two hidden references to Kate, but you’re not going to find any spoilers here!”.

This is just a small representation of a book that I think Kate Bush fans should carry around with them. Maybe you will not be based in England or Ireland or near any of the locations. However, I do know of people who come to the U.K. specifically to trace places Kate Bush has been and is part of her legacy. This book is indispensable for that reason. Also, it paints a more detailed and nuanced picture of her career. Why these locations are important and why they need to be discussed. I know there are some old documentaries where some of the locations are mentioned, though nothing new where someone visits many of these spots and talks about them. As I said, the French documentary I was involved with covers a few. I was at a park near East Wickham Farm. Covent Garden will also feature (the site where The Dance Centre used to be located) and there are so many places and wonderful areas dissected for Kate Bush: On Location that I did not know about. It goes to show that no Kate Bush fan can never know everything! Go and buy the book on 1st September, though you can pre-order the eBook. I am going to buy a physical copy, as it has provided inspiration for some new features! I have been writing about Hounds of Love ahead of its fortieth anniversary on 16th September, so this is very timely! I love the style and tone of the book. How it does seem like this guide book that and has the coordinates so you can go and see these places! Kate Bush: On Location is an exceptional, well-written and extensively researched book that is...

RICH with essential and fascinating information.

FEATURE: Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty: Eighteen: Kate Bush’s Genius As a Producer

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Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty

PHOTO CREDIT: John Carder Bush

 

Eighteen: Kate Bush’s Genius As a Producer

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WHEN people speak about…

Kate Bush, as I have said numerous times, do we ever mention her production talent? Bush co-produced 1980’s Never for Ever and produced solo from 1982’s The Dreaming on. I think every album she produced is absolutely fantastic. However, everything came together for Hounds of Love. EMI were not keen for Bush to produce the album. The Dreaming did not sell huge amounts, though it was a chart success. The label almost handed the album back. Fearful that a follow-up would not be commercial and could end her career, can we forgive EMI for having cold feet and doubts?! Bush was adamant that she wanted to produce her own music. You can see why. She would not be able to work with anyone because she is a singular artist who writes her own music. She would have to compromise and she would have control taken away. Hounds of Love would not have worked and been as good if someone produced with Kate Bush or produced without her. Although it took longer to record than EMI would have liked, Hounds of Love is a masterpiece. It is not a case of there been twelve straight tracks. There is an awesome first side that included timeless tracks. Then the second side, The Ninth Wave, that is conceptual and is very different to the first side. The skill and focus needed. Hugely ambitious and with so many different lyrical and musical themes to execute, it is wonderous that Bush pulled it all off! Few other producers would have had that talent and passion!

It is said that Bush had copious notes. Details about every song breaking them down. Technical notes and all these instructions. Not only is Bush’s production genius evident when you hear the overall sound and how ahead of its time it sounds and how timeless it is now. Uniting all of those musicians and making it all hang together. Although there would have been assistance with orchestral, vocal and string arrangement, it is Bush’s production brilliance that makes everything on the album sound so captivating and original. In the 1980s, it was rare for women to produce their own albums. Maybe more common today, I don’t think that women were encouraged to produce. Most female artists worked with male producers. I think Kate Bush is one of the best producers ever and definitely among the most distinguished and accomplished of the 1980s. We do not acknowledge that enough. We think of Hounds of Love and its brilliant songs. The songwriting and vocals. However, Kate Bush’s production is not really spotlighted. I am going to round up soon enough. However, when I interviewed Leah Kardos last year – who is the author of the 33 1/3 book on Hounds of Love -, I asked her about Bush’s production and whether it was under-discussed:

I think many people do not discuss Kate Bush as an innovative and incredible producer when they speak of Hounds of Love. Do you feel she is under-appreciated as a producer?

She is absolutely, criminally underrated as a producer. Not only in terms of her technical and aesthetic achievements, and the ground she broke as a mainstream adopter of cutting-edge music technologies, but also in terms of her vast influence in pop music culture. There is a dearth of female producers in pop music, period. Back then and today, the situation hasn't really changed much. As you've seen, I devote quite a chunk of space in my little book to yell about what an elite and historically important producer she is. If I had more space I would have written even MORE about it”.

The final of twenty features I am writing about Hounds of Love at Forty is its legacy. I will bring in quite a few different sources. However, in 2021, DJ discussed how Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love influenced the evolution of Electronic music. As a producer and songwriter, Bush perfected her experiments in sampling technology, drum machines and synthesisers. A major reason why she hugely influenced and affected Electronic music is because of her role and instincts as a producer. An innovator and ground-breaker, there are so many reasons why Hounds of Love is massively influential and remains this adore masterpiece. Kate Bush front and centre as producer is perhaps the most important:

Even today, ‘Hounds Of Love’ remains one of the most perfectly poised electronic music records, an album where digital technology and acoustic instruments blend into an entirely seamless cyborg mix, with technology employed as a means to an end, rather than as a destination in itself. If ‘Hounds Of Love’ is overlooked as a pioneering electronic album, then maybe that’s the point: It flourishes as a beautiful whole, a gorgeous work of art that doesn’t call attention to its composite parts or the hard labor behind it.

‘Hounds Of Love’ is quite the opposite of many early electronic music records, where the electronics were designed to draw attention to their new glittery selves and show off the world of machine possibilities. On ‘Hounds Of Love’, everything is subsumed into the music. For Bush, the Fairlight was a new “tool” for writing and arranging, as she explained to Option magazine in 1990, “like the difference between writing a song on a piano or on a guitar.”

The use of the word ‘tool’ is critical: The Fairlight was important for what it did, not what it was. And what it did was to open up Bush’s world to a new range of sonic possibility, as she explained to Option like a proto-Matthew Herbert: “With a Fairlight, you’ve got everything: a tremendous range of things,” she said. “It completely opened me up to sounds and textures and I could experiment with these in a way I could never have done without it.”

What is perhaps most striking about ‘Hounds Of Love’ is that, rather than settling down into a new electronic habit, Bush used her new digital equipment in a number of different ways, depending on the song’s demands. ‘Running Up That Hill,’ the album’s gorgeous opening song, uses a subtly propulsive, rolling tom pattern on the LinnDrum (the work of Bush’s collaborator and then romantic partner Del Palmer) that lays alongside cello samples from the Fairlight, which Bush manipulated to create both the main riff and backing strings.

One could think of Kate Bush’s major influence on electronic music, though, as something almost subliminal. You would be hard pressed to name many records that sound like ‘Hounds Of Love’, because recreating the sound at the time would have needed hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of equipment, while today the relentless advance of electronic music technology means that the sounds of the LinnDrum and Fairlight have been replaced with newer gear. Besides, who has the talent to come up with a ‘Hounds Of Love’?”.

As there will be features and retrospection about Hounds of Love ahead of its fortieth anniversary on 16th September, how many will focus on Kate Bush and her production? She is one of the all-time great producers. In her book, Leah Kardos discusses the production: “The production of Hounds of Love was strikingly original for its time: poised, elemental, ethereal. And it’s worth taking a moment to shout about how this unique sound was innovated by a woman and created during a time when very few female creators had access to hi-tech recording equipment and facilities”. She goes on to say that “When Kate Bush hit a new commercial peak with Hounds of Love, she had virtually zero female peers doing it the way she was”. There is no doubting the fact that EMI should have had faith in her as a producer. As Leah Kardos goes on to say: “With Hounds of Love, Bush’s craft as a producer turned towards mastery. It is a significant mark on the map of her career where her technical prowess rose to meet the demands of her exacting artistic vision. Her unique and sensitive approach to the production of Hounds of Love is one of the reasons it endures, and it still sounds utterly remarkable today, nearly forty years after it came out”. Kate Bush is most definitely one of the greatest and most important producers…

WHO has ever lived.

FEATURE: Once in a Lifetime: Talking Heads' Remain in Light at Forty-Five

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Once in a Lifetimeds

 

Talking Heads' Remain in Light at Forty-Five

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THE fourth studio album…

IN THIS PHOTO: Talking Heads in 1980/PHOTO CREDIT: Lynn Goldsmith/Corbis/VCG via Getty Images

from Talking Heads, Remain in Light turns forty-five on 8th October. Following the release of 1979’s Fear of Music, Talking Heads and Brian Eno (who produced the album) were keen to put to bed any notion that this was  David Byrne solo album or his project. Remain in Light was a different music direction that brought in influences from Afrobeat with African polyrhythms and Funk blended with electronics. Often viewed as the best Talking Heads album, I wanted to go a little deeper with it. I will come to a couple of reviews for this album. Before that, there are some features that I think are important to source. In 2021, Classic Pop took us inside the making of Remain in Light. The recording and legacy of the album is particularly interesting:

It was into this antagonistic atmosphere, albeit in the pleasantly sunny surrounds of Nassau’s Compass Point Studios in the Bahamas, that the initial sessions for the band’s fourth album, Remain In Light, were cast.

The sonic template for what would turn out to be their most enduring masterpiece was actually laid down on the opener of their previous album, Fear Of Music’s polyrhythmic I Zimbra.

The track was a compellingly propulsive combination of Africa-influenced drum sounds melded with a funky disco bassline and Byrne chanting nonsensical Dadaist poetry over the top.

In many ways I Zimbra was an unlikely touchstone, as on the surface of things the band weren’t exactly the closest of cousins to Fela Kuti, the afrobeat pioneer, whose 1973 Afrodisiac album was a major influence on the track. But the band and producer, Eno again, were committed to exploring its possibilities into a whole album’s worth of material.

With AC/DC entrenched in Compass Point’s Studio A recording comeback album Back In Black, Talking Heads established camp in Studio B.

With no songs formally written, it was agreed that the studio be utilised as a tool for composition with the music created by the band members out of improvisation – with producer/collaborator Eno to be regarded as the group’s fifth member.

As Frantz recounts in his autobiography Remain In Love, “We were interested in creating sounds that would take us deeper and far beyond what people had come to expect from us.”

To achieve this ambition rather than start with a traditional song structure or lyric, the band would create multiple fragments of songs through improvised jam sessions.

Frantz recalls: “My personal challenge and Tina’s was to conceive and perform rhythm parts that not only grooved like crazy and propelled the song forward, but that also sounded shockingly new… Tina and I created parts that were loops performed live. Then David and Jerry [Harrison] could superimpose their parts over ours.”

Byrne explained his take on the process as best he could to the Library Of Congress in 2017: “We were listening to African pop music, like Fela Kuti and King Sunny Adé, but we didn’t set out to imitate those. We deconstructed everything and then as the music evolved, we began to realise we were in effect reinventing the wheel.

“Our process led us to something with some affinity to afro-funk, but we got there the long way round, and, of course, our version sounded slightly off. We didn’t get it quite right, but in missing, we ended up with something new.”

With the Compass Point sessions over and the basic tracks laid down, the band returned to New York for more recording in the Sigma Sound studios. It was here that simmering tensions started to boil over with Frantz and Weymouth feeling unwelcome.

This is how Frantz recalls the experience in Remain In Love: “It seemed as if [Byrne and Eno] thought of us as sidemen who were no longer useful to them. At one point Brian actually said to us in his most bothered tone of voice, ‘There are too many people in the control room.’” It was a comment that the rhythm section clearly didn’t take too kindly to.

Niceties aside, the work that Byrne, Eno and Harrison were putting in was getting results. Former King Crimson guitarist and Bowie acolyte Adrian Belew was shipped in to add wild, crazy solos to several tracks, while avant-garde trumpet player Jon Hassell contributed freaky brass. Nona Hendryx, formerly one third of girl group Labelle, was also invited to add backing vocals.

It was around this time that art school alumni Frantz and Weymouth began to work on concepts for the album cover. The couple had met at the Rhode Island School Of Design in 1973, and it was there that Frantz first formed a band, The Artistics, with fellow student David Byrne; who was often referred to back then as ‘Mad Dave’ among the drummer’s circle of friends (if ever there was a warning sign…).

Remain In Light’s artwork was created digitally, which was then a new-fangled, cutting-edge process, with the aid of the Massachusetts Institute Of Technology’s powerful mainframe computer.

Initially, the iconic photograph of the US fighter planes was planned for the front cover (Tina’s father had flown Grumman Avengers during his Navy service) with the band portraits destined for the back.

However, the roughly painted bright red masks crudely splodged over the headshots made for an impactful image and the roles were reversed.

With the album finally completed, the perennially thorny issue of songwriting splits and credits was broached. Eno had wanted the album to be called Remain In Light by Talking Heads and Brian Eno, but he was eventually talked down.

After some discussion it was agreed that writers’ credits should read ‘All Songs By David Byrne, Brian Eno, Chris Frantz, Jerry Harrison and Tina Weymouth.’ The names were in alphabetical order, and the final LP artwork was signed off as such.

However, when advance copies of the LP were circulated, the writing credits had been altered to ‘All Songs By David Byrne, Brian Eno, Talking Heads.’

What’s more, the lyric sheet on the inner sleeve had been changed to ‘All Songs by David Byrne and Brian Eno, except The Overload and Houses In Motion written by David Byrne, Brian Eno, and Jerry Harrison’. It was a sleight that must have felt like a huge, hurtful smack in the mouth to Frantz and Weymouth.

Nonetheless, the album was released on 8 October 1980 to widespread critical acclaim, featuring high across-the-board ratings in the music press best of year polls – coming first in both Sounds and Melody Maker, while placing sixth in NME.

While not remotely interested in touring himself, Eno believed Remain In Light to be too dense for a quartet to take on the road, and so the lineup was extended to nine members for live performances.

To beef up the band, Adrian Belew was joined by Funkadelic’s living legend Bernie Worrell, alongside bassist Busta Jones, percussionist Steven Scales and backing vocalist Dolette McDonald. The nucleus of which would remain intact for 1984’s concert film Stop Making Sense and the soundtrack album of the same name.

Following a hugely successful world tour with the big band and after releasing four albums in just as many years, Talking Heads, sensibly for all concerned, went into a three-year hiatus.

Byrne worked on a musical score for US choreographer and dancer Twyla Tharp titled The Catherine Wheel, while Harrison’s first solo outing was called The Red And The Black. Frantz and Weymouth returned to Nassau, where they now owned a property.

Venturing into the same studio where Remain In Light was initially recorded, they formed side project Tom Tom Club and scored a couple of substantial worldwide hits in Wordy Rappinghood and the much-sampled Genius Of Love.

Talking Heads continued to work together for four more studio albums, but the psychic toll in daring to reach the creative heights of Remain In Light meant the damage was beyond repair, and what was once the most searingly sharp of cutting edges was now blunted”.

The Quietus published a feature about Remain in Light for its forty-fifth anniversary in 2020. They highlight how, even though it was created at a stressful and strange time for the band and there “may still raise questions over its authorship for the band’s exceptional rhythm section”, Remain in Light has not aged and is one of the band’s very best:

If Talking Heads have a signature song, then even more than ‘Psycho Killer’, even more than ‘Burning Down The House’, ‘Once In A Lifetime’, which opens side two, is surely the one. It’s so familiar, so beloved, so immediately and everlastingly catchy, that it’s easy to no longer notice just how weird it is. As is often the way, while seeking to do their most self-consciously experimental work, the band fashioned their finest moment of pure pop. Has any magnificent pop song been quite so eccentric; has anything quite so eccentric become so magnificent a pop song? A gorgeous liquid ripple; one of those aforementioned loops, ascending, descending, punctuated by Byrne doing the TV preacher shtick that, like all inspired ideas, seems altogether obvious once lightning has struck its originator; then the dissolve into the chorus, the currents of time running simultaneously backwards and forwards, flow and undertow, wave and wash, river and sea. It is extraordinarily beautiful, extraordinarily profound, more meaningful and moving than, we may guess, anybody involved, even Byrne, had any notion it would be – and it is thus an extraordinary vindication of the way he and Eno chose to work. It wasn’t fair, no. The greatest art seldom is.

That ‘Once In A Lifetime’ does not render what follows – or what precedes it – redundant is a further illustration of just what a marvellous album this is. ‘Houses In Motion’ is perhaps the strangest dreamscape on here; no sooner does the tempo slow down enough for us to get our bearings, than the landmarks themselves start dancing around us, a heavy, swaying undulation, and we’re lost again. (The longer live version on the under-regarded live double LP The Name Of This Band Is Talking Heads, by the dazzling nine-piece touring outfit that took Remain In Light on the road, is even more deliciously and deliriously unsettling. Every time one sees or hears live archive of the band, one sympathises more and more with Frantz’s frustration, then fury, that they never toured after 1984. It was Byrne’s prerogative, yes; but at what grievous cost to both band and public.)

‘Seen And Not Seen’, and ‘Listening Wind’, are spooky as all get-out, in very different ways. The first, setting Byrne’s deadpan spoken vocal against a gently pulsating backdrop, feels in hindsight like a near-blueprint, certainly in mood and in theme (an existential meditation on appearance and identity), for what Laurie Anderson would soon commit to record. The second features one of Byrne’s most remarkable feats of lyric writing, putting himself inside not only the mind but the soul of a terrorist/ insurgent/ partisan – choose according to your inclination – planning and executing a bomb attack on an American target in his country. The languid, eerie, pattering loveliness of the music – and Remain In Light, it should be noted, sounds amazing throughout, something for which engineer and mixer Dave Jerden, later to produce the best work of Jane’s Addiction and Alice In Chains, should take substantial credit – imparts far more tension to the story than any overtly dramatic setting could have done. A year after America’s invasion of Iraq, Byrne would ruefully acknowledge the song’s prescience: “I don’t know if I could get away with performing that live anymore.”

If anybody has ever made an album that is more complex than Remain In Light yet runs more seamlessly, or feels closer to perfection, then I cannot think who or what. Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth have plenty of good reasons to resent David Byrne and Brian Eno, but it’s a shame if this record is one of them. It is Talking Heads’ primary shot at immortality, and every single person involved did exactly what they needed to do, better than any other person could conceivably have done it. In the end it is the band’s name on the cover, the band’s music in its grooves, the band who collectively – and by a necessarily convoluted route – made not only their own masterpiece, but one of the supreme masterpieces of the age, and for the ages”.

I am going to wrap up with a detailed review from Pitchfork. In 2018, they heralded an Art-Rock masterpiece that is “a thrilling synthesis of artifice and Afrobeat”. There are other features I would advise people to check out, such as this and this. It is without doubt one of the best albums of the 1980s. Even though there has been a reunion of the band, David Byrne has said a full-blown reunion of Talking Heads would be unwise. They are on better terms than they were when they broke up, though I don’t think we will see them back together recording more music:

This mass created the impression that Talking Heads was a collective—one that might embark on a familiar song only to arrive somewhere wild and strange. “There is something essential about losing control over what you do,” Weymouth told the Canadian zine Pig Paper in 1977. This would also turn out to be a central insight, as the band increasingly coupled its conceptual experiments with rhythm arrangements designed to make its core members—and its audience—lose control.

Talking Heads’ belief that artifice could feel more real than fake sincerity paved the way for future art rock acts, but Remain in Light differs from successors like Laurie Anderson or Life Without Buildings in that you can dance to it. The rhythm arrangements on this album are irresistible. They are the visceral complement to Byrne’s conceptual lyrics about air conditioning and his face. This combination of gutsy rhythms and heady words elevates songs like “Crosseyed and Painless” from nonsense to dream logic. What begins as an idea becomes, in its fullest expression, a feeling.

Although Remain in Light has become an acknowledged classic, it retains a feeling of unfamiliarity. It is tempting to attribute this quality to Byrne’s obtuse lyrics, but the album’s instrumental arrangements also constitute a break with rock’s conventional forms. Weymouth’s bassline on “Crosseyed and Painless” crowds staccato bursts of notes into the first half of each measure, leaving the second half empty in a way that defines the percussion pattern. This technique, essential to funk, diverges from rock’s standard practice of using the bass to keep time. Perhaps the album’s greatest heresy, though, is its total absence of guitar riffs. Like Weymouth, Harrison prefers to use his instrument as a noisemaker. His howling fills on “Listening Wind” lend a foreboding, unpredictable atmosphere to lyrics that are as close as Byrne gets to conventional narrative. These tracks do not hew as strictly to Afrobeat forms as “Once in a Lifetime” or “Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On),” but they still manage to introduce a coherent sound that is alien to mainstream rock.

Without Afrobeat, though, there is no Remain in Light. The central role of West-African polyrhythms in the album’s sound draws attention to a curious aspect of its longevity. Could a group of white musicians playing Afrobeat be taken sincerely in 2018? Virtually every genre of American music, including punk and especially rock, is taken from black forms. Afrobeat is not African-American, though; it’s straight-up African. The 21st-century sensibility finds something problematic in a band of white art-school types playing West African music. Earlier this year, the Beninese musician Angelique Kidjo released her own version of Remain in Light, which NPR described as “an authentic Afrobeat record” compared to the original. Given how closely Kidjo followed the Talking Heads’ arrangements, this description raises questions about what we mean when we say “authentic.”

The success of Remain in Light—undeniable regardless of our ideas about the degree to which artists should respect historically ethnic divisions between musical forms—forces us to reckon with the album’s contradictions. Rock is a more welcoming genre today than it was in 1980, and punk has never seemed closer to the perennial danger that it will become a parody of itself. Still, it is hard to imagine a current underground rock band like Joyce Manor taking a turn toward the music of the Nigerian Afropop star Davido without getting laughed into oblivion. The fact that Talking Heads pulled it off so spectacularly, even 38 years ago, is a tribute to their aptitude as students of music.

There is something motivational about Remain in Light, not just as dance music but as expression. On “Seen and Not Seen,” Byrne speculates that a man might change his appearance “by keeping an ideal facial structure fixed in the back of his mind.” It’s an absurd commentary on the nature of vanity, but it also declares a touching faith in artistic willpower—a faith Remain in Light rewards. The album presents such a strange artistic vision, foreign to what came before but operating as though it were the culmination of a long tradition, that it seems to declare the power of weirdness itself. To be not just strange but singular, to reinvent a form in a way that you can dance to, to smuggle beer into the museum: This is the visceral thrill of art. We want to deny it on theoretical grounds, but we can’t. So we must revise our theories”.

On 8th October, the exceptional Remain in Light turns forty-five. I am sure it will get new inspection and affection closer to its anniversary. Forty-five years later and the album remains ageless and as astonishing as ever. Remain in Light is a moment in music history that…

FEW can match.

FEATURE: Up the Hill Backwards: David Bowie's Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) at Forty-Five

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Up the Hill Backwards

 

David Bowie's Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) at Forty-Five

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THIS album was released…

IN THIS PHOTO: David Bowie in 1980/PHOTO CREDIT: Brian Duffy

at a very interesting time. In terms of David Bowie’s career. His first album of the 1980s, Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) followed a year after Lodger. I think this was still part of a golden run of albums that began in 1977 with Low. Containing Bowie classics such as Fashion and Ashes to Ashes, it is no surprise that this album is seen as one of Bowie’s best. It turn forty-five on 12th September. Lodgers was the final album of his Berlin trilogy. Though these albums were not a huge commercial success, Low, “Heroes“ and Lodger are masterful albums from an artist at his peak. I do think that Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) is a little underrated in David Bowie’s cannon. As it turns forty-five on 12th September, I want to spend some time with it. I shall come to reviews for his fourteenth studio album. I am going to get to some retrospective features before coming to reviews. In 2020, Stereogum wrote how Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) summed up everything we knew about David Bowie. They erroneously argue that it was his last great album. That it was a creative peak that he never scaled again. Forgetting Bowie recorded several superb albums after that, including 1983’s Let Dance and 2016’s Blackstar:

David Bowie’s Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) came out in September of 1980, 40 years ago tomorrow. And for 50 to 75 percent of the time since, it’s been known as “David Bowie’s last great album.” Retrospective reviews and biographies harp on it, while, naturally, every half-decent Bowie release in subsequent decades was proclaimed “the best album since Scary Monsters.” Many of Bowie’s generational peers have similar albums, but perhaps there was always something more glaring about it within Bowie’s career: The musician that once shed skins so easily, flailing through pop stardom in the ’80s and exploring new genres in the ’90s but never being able to live up to the groundbreaking work he did in the ’70s. Just before Bowie’s death, the transfixing mortality meditation of Blackstar may have finally rearranged things so that Bowie’s last album was also his last great album. But in the grand scheme of Bowie’s career, the story still pivots around Scary Monsters — the album that marks the end of at least one creative peak that now, having spent all these years with the burden of simply being the “last great album,” may also be an altogether underrated work in relation to the more canonized Bowie albums.

Scary Monsters arrived after the Berlin trilogy, an adventurous and massively influential stretch of albums that have only become more and more hallowed as the decades have passed. That era was obviously fruitful, but Bowie changed things up for Scary Monsters, decamping to New York and spending more time crafting the songs in an attempt to get something more direct. As a result, Scary Monsters would eventually be hailed as a successful marriage between Bowie’s experimental impulses and his songwriting acumen. Its infectious art-rock situated it perfectly at the dawn of new wave — a genre obviously heavily indebted to Bowie — yet at the same time it seemed to carry the whole preceding decade with it. It was a capstone, summary, and new beginning all at once, emerging from Bowie’s dizzying ‘70s run.

While Scary Monsters was a more grounded, rock-oriented album compared to its immediate predecessors, that was still only true relative to Bowie’s world at that moment. All of his transformations were swirling and colliding here. Glam rock songs were dressed up with hissing technological sheen. Remnants of the Thin White Duke’s plastic soul instead became the sound of melted plastic and warped, raw humanity. The chilly atmospherics of Heroes were now emerging into a new light, flashing and screaming and sputtering. The album seemed to underline how far Bowie had journeyed across the ’70s and how all of this somehow still lived within him. Hearing the different versions of Bowie at play on Scary Monsters can still, four decades later, make you reconsider his arc and inspire awe all over again that, say, “Rebel Rebel” and Low are separated by less than three years.

Yet in the overarching narrative of classic rock history, Scary Monsters might be beloved, it might be that last great album, but it’s not often mentioned as breathlessly as his theoretically more definitive albums — the widely accepted classic rock masterpiece of Ziggy Stardust, the psych-tinged soul reinvention of Young Americans paired with the nocturnal coke spiral of Station To Station, and then of course the genre-imploding and otherworldly Low and Heroes.

On some level this makes sense: The synthesis and refinement of things is rarely going to loom as large as the first, mind-blowing leap into unforeseen horizons. Even if Low and Heroes are half full-fledged (if askew) pop songs and half ambient excursions, they helped birth whole new genres. Scary Monsters, in comparison, was the sound of an aging Bowie more or less engaging with the new sound of the time — quite effectively, but no longer years ahead of everyone else. Still, Scary Monsters deserves credit beyond what it’s given: This is the less-heralded classic of Bowie’s career, taking everything about him and recontextualizing it within a jagged robotic aesthetic, all of it sounding like it took place in a nightclub in some retro-futuristic cityscape”.

The next feature I want to include is this from The Quietus. In their header, they write how, in “Silhouettes And Shadows, Adam Steiner takes a deep dive into a pivotal moment in the transformation of the Thin White Duke”. Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) is a pivotal album and a truly remarkable moment in David Bowie’s career. I feel it warrants a lot of new love and attention ahead of its forty-fifth anniversary:

Bowie emerged blinking into the cold light of 1980 to find a new Britain. The election of a Conservative government seems to be the moment of first blood; death as rebirth, sparking his renewed interest in the growing discord reflected across society: “Scary Monsters always felt like some kind of purge," Bowie said in an interview with Bill Demain from 2003. "It was this sense of: ‘Wow, you can borrow the luggage of the past; you can amalgamate it with things that you’ve conceived could be in the future and you can set it in the now’”. This fed directly into Bowie’s continued fascination in post-apocalyptic scenarios, always jumping the gun to the greatest hits of the worst-case scenario –even Ziggy Stardust’s good time rolling in 1972 kicked-off with doom and gloom of ‘Five Years’.

From his review of Lodger, Jon Savage noted “a small projection from present trends, call it Alternative Present if you will,” in Bowie’s music. This granted him the perspective of an advanced future (present) tense, seeing through the everyday atrocity as if with a knowing sense of inevitability. Everything seemed to be running fast-forward, in free fall, accelerating toward the hyperreal technocratic state chained to the conspiracy theories of the military-industrial complex – the hunger for progress driven to a fever pitch at the bleeding edge of now. Viewed through the twisted prism of a thwarted political climate, everywhere Bowie looked, the world seemed full with clear and present dangers of terrorism and foreign conflict – some imagined, others very real – made manifest in the political rhetoric of Reagan’s “evil empires” and Thatcher’s “enemy within.” This weaponized language provided just cause for witch hunts to root-out the freaks, radicals, and rebels on the domestic front, to normalize the notion “war all the time” against one common (invisible) enemy after another – all for the preservation of Western conservative supremacy. Scary Monsters is infused with the same spirit of paranoiac doom-ridden rhetoric chattered among the political classes and echoed throughout sustained media bombardments; Bowie’s lyrics are flush with violence, broken bones, and damaged lives cut short. Where before Bowie had heard warning shots fired overhead, they now rained down as friendly fire from loose cannons and assassins, all with the deadly intent of the sniper picking off undesirables.

Where so many people’s inner lives hinged on daily uncertainties, the songs of Scary Monsters find Bowie setting himself against an unhinged global picture. His lyric notes express burning ambiguity mired in contradiction; for once, Bowie seems afraid to make the first move: “Half of me freezing, half of me boiling, I’m nowhere in between,” as Bowie seemed to write compulsively across his lyrical sketch sheets: “A reactive person … too much data, possible events.” Chris O’Leary hears the album as a singular “horror documentary,” the reel caught in its own teeth; phrases tumble out of him, spooling endlessly, turned over and over in a frantic mind as if overhearing oneself from another room: a wild terror, fresh heartbreak, psychic collapse.

Tired of occupying his station as the permanent outsider looking in, passing commentary on a planet that in many ways had always seemed alien and foreign to him, Bowie discovered a newfound need to reconnect with other people, though still focusing on himself as an introspective subject. Chris O’Leary noted that the David Bowie of 1980, whether by accident or design, found himself most at home in a “society of one.” The rising atomisation of the individual remained at the heart of Bowie’s music for several albums, charting humanity’s widening separation from common cause. In 1997, Bowie observed of himself, “Thematically I’ve always dealt with alienation and isolation in everything I’ve written.” Putting himself into the mind-set of loneliness as a place to write from, where small universes bloomed inside the mind, this act of self-distancing would increasingly become a mutual splintering disconnect. As Bowie watched the real-time heat-death of common mutuality, it seemed to confirm that alienation was simply a new expression of freedom (from others), so worldly concerns became centred around transactional analysis, individuals weighing the needs of their own lives against the invisible many. The decline of the nuclear family, rising divorce rates, and the carve-up of land and homes into ‘real estate’ spoke to private interest trumping collective responsibility, with each Englishman raising the drawbridge of his or her own castle. This confirmed the entitlement of a round-waisted petit bourgeois middle class, championing the climbing of the social ladder and the accumulation of “new” money to escape their past and avoid working-class associations, kicking the rungs out beneath them as they strained to climb ever higher.

Writer and journalist Jon Savage, who began as a music fan and became the man-on-the-ground chronicler of punk, noted the perilous times of 1980 in which Bowie had arrived. Still popular, it was as the glam rock entertainer that mainstream audiences and casual radio listeners valued him most. But now even his most outlandish tendencies had been absorbed into the new subculture. Bowie was no longer himself; he was “us,” standing at odds with the unsettled mood of the times, while the most radical of new musics that emerged in the brief renaissance of post-punk would gradually become less confrontational, more acceptable, and unthreatening as the decade wore on or remained underground as nonconformist subversion, somehow ruining the party: “In the face of increasing hardship and political polarisation, arty posing and homosex – inextricably linked too often thanks to Bowie’s example – are definitely seen to be out: the former as a childish luxury, the latter as a definite social disadvantage as dog eats dog.”

On Scary Monsters, there is a suppressed rage that mourned, mocked, and sampled the Bowie mythology, dissecting the beautiful corpse, still living. The faint and resigned “woah-ah-oh” line that ushers in the pre-chorus of ‘Ashes to Ashes’ is heard again on Tonight’s ‘Loving the Alien’, reaching strange heights of self-awareness but also managing to sound new and different and standing entirely in its own right. Elsewhere, Bowie blogger Neil Anderson points out that Bowie’s 1999 song ‘Pretty Things Are Going to Hell’ revisited the youthful spring of ‘Oh You Pretty Things!’ like ‘Changes’ in reverse, backward growth that interrogates images of the past. The sheer magnitude of Bowie’s back catalogue meant that he was weighed down by the number of songs and the refraction of images, making Bowie confront his many selves. As Greil Marcus noted, “Right at this point, then – the verge of the 80s – Bowie should be ready for a major new move, or a major synthesis”.

I will end with a couple of reviews for the amazing Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps). Rolling Stone provided their take on this David Bowie gem in 1980. I will also put in some links to a few rankings lists where we can see how this album is viewed. Whether it features among David Bowie’s ‘best’:

On Scary Monsters, he comes out fighting. Fusing the sheet-metal textures of the Eno trilogy into something darker and more dense, Bowie focuses his attention on a world he helped create. Lodger, with its sardonic gambol through “the hinterland,” was the final serving — and sendup — of the old pose of evasive escapism. Scary Monsters presents David Bowie riveted to life’s passing parade: streamlined moderns, trendies and sycophants in 360 degrees of stark, scarifying Panavision. With its nervous voyeurism, Scary Monsters is more like Aladdin Sane (probably Bowie’s best record) than anything else. But because the bleakness that Bowie now witnesses is partially of his own devising, it gives the new LP a heavy, stricken pall. If there’s condescension in the artist’s stance (Prometheus aghast at what mortals have made of his gift?), there’s also genuine concern. Bowie has the air of a superhero who’s shrugged off his powers and thus volunteered himself to a reality from which he can’t quick-change away.

Claustrophobia descends immediately in the opening “It’s No Game (Part I),” which clanks and jerks its way into a lumbering, robotic dance. Bowie’s vocal — a long, distorted yowl of pain — is intercut with a harsh, rapid-fire Japanese translation. With its blunt rhythms, discordant accents and cautionary lyrics (“Throw the rock against the road and/It breaks into pieces…/It’s no game”), the song is meant to jolt and distress. The end is particularly disturbing. As the tune falls away, Robert Fripp’s stair-stepping guitar riff continues until the singer’s screams of “Shut up!” snap it to a halt — and you realize it was just a tape loop: mechanical companionship. It’s an ugly, disorienting moment. Scary Monsters is full of them.

Throughout the album, the beat is so jackbooted, the pressure so intense, you find yourself casting about for relief. Yet each hint of help (the ice-crystal space walk of “Ashes to Ashes,” the crooner’s catch to Bowie’s vocal in “Because You’re Young,” his failed leaps at a romantic falsetto in “Teenage Wildlife”) pulls you back into the same gray night-mare. The freeze-dried Bo Diddley riff that begins “Up the Hill Backwards” slashes into the middle of a bunch of swaying, arm-linked half-wits, who coo with the blank contentment of Brave New World some addicts: “More idols than realities/Oooh/ I’m O.K. — you’re so-so/Oooh/ It’s got nothing to do with you/If one can grasp it.”

David Bowie has always utilized distance for self-preservation, but now he’s shuddering at the results — at what happens when estrangement becomes not only an illustrative concept but a code to live by. The wraiths who inhabit Scary Monsters are all either running scared with their eyes closed or too wasted to notice what’s in front of them. They’re antiromantic, half-dead, disposable. “I love the little girl and I’ll love her till the day she dies,” Bowie leers in the title track, his exaggerated London accent a garish caricature of maudlin sentiment.

“Ashes to Ashes,” a sequel to “Space Oddity,” is Bowie’s most explicit self-indictment. Mirroring the malaise of the times, Major Tom — the escapist hero-has metamorphosed into a space-bound junkie, clinging hard to his pride and the fantasy that he’ll “stay clean tonight.” Though the image is chilling, it’s difficult to see “Ashes to Ashes,” with its reference to “a guy that’s been/In such an early song,” as anything but perverse self-aggrandizement. More successful is “Fashion,” a heavy-handed, irony-laden parody of stylistic fascism (“We are the goon squad/And we’re coming to town/Beep beep”), complete with handclaps and trendy buzz-and-whir accents. Hollow to the core, the tune is infectious enough to be a dance-floor hit, which will merely prove its point.

Terse, rocky and often didactic, David Bowie’s compositions cut away all illusions of dignity in isolation, of comfort in crowds. Even Bowie’s cover version of “Kingdom Come,” Tom Verlaine’s anthem about strife and salvation, is dark. He changes the heart-stopping shimmer of the original into a strained lock step. Verlaine’s affirming call-and-response (“I’ll be breaking these rocks/Until the kingdom comes”) is treated as a deadly joke. Bowie sings “Kingdom Come” in a flat, fake-naive drawl, and each line is answered — not with a promise but with a mock-gospel echo — by the lobotomized choir of “Up the Hill Backwards.” Since every last knee slap has been preplanned, it’s like a revival meeting in which nobody is transfigured. Any chance for redemption is out.

No one breaks through on Scary Monsters. No one is saved. Major Tom is left unrescued. The tortured, reprocessed gays of “Scream like a Baby” can’t save their friends — or their badge of difference. The human mannequins of “Fashion” can’t stop marching. Indeed, the kids in “Because You’re Young” can’t even tell each other apart Instead, beguiled by the hope of hope, they track the wasted remnants of romance (“A million dreams/A million scars”) until youth, too, is wasted.

Where do you go when hope is gone? Bowie’s enervated, meditative, half-speed reprise of “It’s No Game” leaves the question — and the record — hanging. The artist’s next album may see him questing, but on Scary Monsters, he’s settling old scores. Slowly, brutally and with a savage, satisfying crunch, David Bowie eats his young”.

The Treble posted their review of Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) in 2008. For anyone who has not heard this album, I would advise you to spend some time with it. It is a remarkable album that perhaps came at the end of the greatest run of his career. However, it was definitely not David Bowie’s last truly ‘great’ album:

It’s no wonder, considering the panic and emotion he goes through in the center of the album. “Scary Monsters” keeps up a paranoid atmosphere, where Robert Fripp’s guitar work squeals as you picture spidery, Nosferatu fingers reaching for the girl left “stupid in the street” who can’t socialize. Though it’s Bowie who says he’s running, you’re left to question who the vampire is here: “She asked me to stay and I stole her room / She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.” It should be noted that his vocals, when not sounding tortured, tend to have an almost mechanical inflection adding to the creepiness of this song.

The next two songs are probably the most well-known from the album: “Ashes to Ashes” and “Fashion.” They’ll both end up on repeat, though they’re very different kinds of songs. “Ashes,” often speculated to be Bowie’s drug confessional, is a wash of trippy, plunking effects, with the lyrics whispered behind Bowie’s singing. “Ashes to ashes / funk to funky / We know Major Tom’s a junky / strung out in heaven’s high, hitting an all-time low” seems to speak more to Bowie’s past than his recent drug addictions. Glam’s most-celebrated chameleon has a wax gallery of personas, all of them worshipped throughout the 1970s. In “Ashes,” Bowie seems to be saying goodbye to all of them: “My mother said, to get things done / you better not mess with Major Tom.” He’s moving on here, and, appropriately, Scary Monsters is recognized as a fusing together of his disparate styles and sonic experiments leading up to 1980.

“Fashion” heads off in a different direction altogether. It’s more a straightforward dance song, with a killer beat and funk-filled bass line. The imagery that comes to mind is an army of metrosexual robots, dapper, hip, and completely brainless: “We are the goon squad and we’re comin’ to town – beep beep!” Despite the dark lyrics, it’s irresistibly catchy, and perfect for any dance party.

The last standout song is “Teenage Wildlife,” almost an open letter to the aspiring pop cretins following in Bowie’s footsteps. Flocks of lonely teenagers and make-up-wearing rock Lotharios have prayed at the shrine of Bowie since his rise to stardom. Now estranged from his glittering costumes, Bowie has little in common with these starry-eyed performers, seeking advise on how to be rich, famous and well-loved: “A broken-nose mogul are you / One of the new wave boys / Same old thing in brand new drag comes sweeping into view / ugly as a teenage millionaire.” It’s a coming to terms with the wonderland he’d been floating through most of his young adulthood. But as fun as the fame and spotlight have been, it’s hard not to be sick of fans hanging on to his every word – with famous fans now trying to pen words like his. Bowie was earning his freedom here, asserting that he’s a man and an artist, but not “a piece of teenage wildlife” to be hunted, trapped, and prodded to perform.

The ’80s would be a quagmire for his career, and the ’90s, though he’d receive more attention, were uneven as well. Yet in the ’00s, albums like Heathen and Reality proved he still had an eclectic range in him, on up through the triumph of The Next Day and, ultimately, Blackstar. Bowie’s public remained relatively quiet following Scary Monsters, when he closed the door on his wild, fanciful menagerie of space aliens and cracked actors. But he closed it with a bang, and it holds up remarkably well even decades after its release”.

Last year, Rough Trade rankled David Bowie’s albums and placed it first. In 2013, Rolling Stone placed Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) in seventh (“There really isn't a weak track on the album, proving that Bowie was almost unique among Seventies rock icons in his ability to stay relevant after the punk revolution. He made many great songs after this, but never again was any album this satisfying from start to finish”). SPIN also placed the album seventh in their ranking from 2022. I shall end things there. A true David Bowie classic, Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) turns forty-five on 12th September. A masterpiece from an icon that…

WE very much miss.

FEATURE: Everybody Screaming…and With Good Reason! Why Florence + The Machine Could Deliver the Album of the Year

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Everybody Screaming…and With Good Reason!

ALL PHOTOS: Autumn de Wilde

 

Why Florence + The Machine Could Deliver the Album of the Year

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EVERY year delivers…

an album that seems to define the time. That year and its mood. Charli xcx did that in 2024 with BRAT. It seemed to arrive at a particular moment when we needed an album like that. Something that took Pop to new places and united people. Perhaps the soundtrack of the summer, it is still impacting people today. Such an incredible album. This year’s defining album is perhaps going to come on 31st October. An autumn masterpiece that I think has this sense of catharsis and drama. Beauty and something seductive. Florence + The Machine’s Everybody Scream is very much going to be up there with the absolute best albums oc this year. The title track has just been released and reception has been understandably ecstatic. I will come to that. Some people vibing to its epic and spine-tingling wonder. Something sexual and enticing in the song. Others highlighting how it is very much Florence + The Machine but on a new level. One of the things I hate about the hype and attention around the group is a word/term I have attacked and called out a few times. The ‘return’. The band coming back with this album. The fact is, as I often say, artists that do release afters after a year or two are not ‘returning’. They are continuing their career. Florence + The Machine released Dance Fever in 2022. Only three years ago, they have not gone away, retired or stopped. They have been playing gigs and active, so it seems somewhat odd and pressuring to say they are making a return. In any case, the group’s sixth studio album could very well be their best-received. There was this tantalising teaser and clip where their lead, Florence Welch, could be seen in a very picturesque and peaceful field aggressively digging into the dirt and then screaming into the hole. Not only is it a powerful and memorable visual. It also seems like her screaming at the world. The state of the world. Something so many of us can relate to!

I think that is why Everybody Scream will resonate and prove hugely popular. The promotional images and videos for the album are shot by Autumn de Wilde. It is a fantastic and natural collaboration. Everybody Scream garnered some incredible reaction. This feeling that Florence + The Machine are about to give us the album of the year. Not only that. A group hitting a peak so many years after their formation. Or hitting a new high. It is inspiring to other artists. I am going to start with an article from NME, who provides some backdrop to Everybody Scream:

The song arrives after Florence Welch took to social media yesterday (August 19) to confirm the details of a sixth album. Set for release on October 31, it follows on from the 2022 album ‘Dance Fever’, and is said to be inspired by mysticism and witchcraft.

Inspiration for the record stems from singer Welch undergoing lifesaving surgery during the ‘Dance Fever Tour’ and starting to look into spiritual mysticism and folk horror – understanding the limits of her body and questioning what it means to be “healed”.

These are themes that helped shape the record, along with exploration of womanhood, partnership, aging, and dying. All songs were written and produced by Welch over the past two years, and contributions to the LP come from IDLES’ Mark Bowen, Mitski, and The National’s Aaron Dessner.

Today (August 20) sees the release of the title track and an accompanying music video directed by Autumn de Wilde and featuring Bowen.

The album will comprise 12 songs and is available to pre-order here. There will also be ‘Chamber Versions’ of CD and vinyl editions which contain four bonus tracks, and a ‘Bloodwood Edition’ of the cassette, which features a different cover.

Speculation about a new Florence + The Machine album got momentum last month, when the singer hinted at new material on Instagram. 

One of the photos in her post showed a whiteboard reading: “You can have it all,” before listing off “Clarity, power, purpose, vocals, space, dynamics and beauty”. Flo also mentioned “Witchcraft, folk horror, mysticism, magic, poetry [and] insanity” in the post, and shared a photograph of Simon Critchley’s 2024 book, On Mysticism.

Earlier this year, the group celebrated the 10th anniversary of ‘How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful’. That was their third record, arriving after their 2009 debut ‘Lungs’ and 2011’s sophomore release ‘Ceremonials’. It was followed by 2018’s ‘High As Hope’”.

Apart from, depressingly and invariably, every review staying Florence + The Machine are ‘back’ or ‘returned’ – because three years is practically like giving up on music and going into hiding! Or the suggestion their previous work was inferior -, there is this consensus that the opening track from their upcoming album is already one of the singles of the year. Far Out Magazine shared their take on the extraordinary Everybody Scream:

When Florence and the Machine announced that her new album, Everybody Scream, was set to be released on October 31st, fans could already guess what direction she was taking. On the titular track, Florence Welch takes a bite of the poison apple and welcomes the listener into a world that is dark, broody, and outrageously seductive.

The song comes a week after the ‘You’ve Got the Love’ singer posted an unsettling video of herself to social media, in which she was depicted frantically digging a hole in the ground and screaming into it. It’s not a stretch to say that what could be heard on the other side of the abyss might sound something just like ‘Everybody Scream’.

Apt for the album opener, it begins with a mythical, jangly synth, and cult-like vocables flexing Welch’s incredible vocal timbre and range. Soon, a heavy drum kicks in, and things take a turn for the weird. The beat pushes forward, dangerous and inviting.

In the pre-chorus breakdown, Welch commands the listener to dance, sing, move, and scream. She is in full control. Here, in the gothic-inspired music video directed by Autum de Wild and featuring Mark Bowen of Idles, the singer-songwriter parties and dances with ghosts and ghouls, dressed all in red. The track is produced expertly and plays with darker, heavier influences, most notable in the dipping guitar riff that unravels into the chorus.

After five studio albums, Welch’s attack on the demands of the industry comes to the forefront in the racing track. She details the parasocial relations of those “breathless, begging and screaming my name” as Welch bursts through the ceiling. She muses on the expectation to be “extraordinarily normal at the same time.”

As always, Welch deftly depicts a painful world in which she has no choice but to partake. This time, however, it seems Welch is conjuring the spell.

The track leans even further into ghoulish mysticism for an eerie, if abrupt, ending. “So witchcraft, the medicine, the spells and the injections / the harvest, the needle protect me from evil / the magic and the misery, madness and the mystery / Oh, what has it done to me?”

Welch might be ruined by the necessary evil she must excavate from within to make music as enchanting and addictive as ‘Everybody Scream’, but the listener is certainly all the better for it”.

There is so much in this one song! It may reflect the rest of the album in terms of tone and themes. Welch hitting out at those who judge her or have these double standards. Expecting women in music to be exceptional or overlooking those who are not, but then criticising those they see as too weird or wild. The spellbinding imagery and this gothic feel to the song. The fact it is a slightly new direction. Florence Welch’s voice at its peak. So strong and commanding. It is a bewitching and epic song that is so powerful and moving. I don’t think it will be a red herring in terms of the quality and effect. I do feel the whole album will be this incredible. Seeing Everybody Scream performed live and these songs reaching the fans in such a direct and physical way will be something to witness! We will know more about the album and its origins when there are promotional interviews. At the moment, we have this first single and new taste of Florence + The Machine’s sixth studio album. One that is not as comeback or a return. Instead, it is them moving on and releasing a new album that I think they will be involved with for another year or so - in terms of the touring demands. I think that Everybody Scream will be voted as this year’s best album. I am curious to hear what Florence Welch says when we get to read her insights in interviews. On 31st October, this amazing and potentially year-defining album arrives. If you are a major fan of the group or not, this is one that you will want to own! I genuinely feel it will define this year. It is going to be both personal and universal. One that is meaningful and true to Florence Welch, yet its themes, words and energy is going to be taken to heart by so many people. Seeing the social media reaction and how excited people are by Everybody Scream is heartening. At a time when we need music more than ever to life and bring us together, it is a perfect moment to spotlight a song and band that has…

GOT so many people talking.

FEATURE: The Digital Mixtape: Texas Hits and Deeper Cuts

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The Digital Mixtape

  

Texas Hits and Deeper Cuts

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NOT tied to any anniversary at all…

IN THIS PHOTO: Sharleen Spiteri

I wanted to put out a mixtape with a selection of Texas songs. Starting life in 1986, we celebrate forty years of their formation next year. The current line-up consists of Sharleen Spiteri, Johnny McElhone, Eddie Campbell, Tony McGovern and Cat Myers. The band were formed in Glasgow and the original line-up consisted  of by Johnny McElhone, Ally McErlaine, and Sharleen Spiteri. Their most popular album, 1997’s White on Blonde, is one that I remember fondly. Say What You Want, Halo and Black Eyed Boy are classics from that time that I was completely hooked on. I will get to some detailed biography in a minute. I have always been a fan of Texas and think that Sharleen Spiteri is one of the great leads. She was also a big musical crush when I was in high school! An amazing voice whose is backed by an incredible band, I was keen to combine many of their best-known songs with some deeper cuts. First, let’s get to some biography from AllMusic:

Texas cultivates a specific niche by splicing a deep love of American R&B with a sense of popcraft and rock muscle endemic to their homeland of Scotland. Initially, Texas operated on a grand scale reminiscent of such fellow 1980s rockers as U2, but the group's 1997 album White on Blonde pulled their strengths into focus, emphasizing smooth soul grooves and the intensity of lead singer Sharleen Spiteri's vocals. From that point forward, Texas concentrated on variations of blue-eyed soul, sometimes veering into slick adult contemporary territory but remaining flexible and stylish enough to make collaborations with hip-hop mavericks the Wu-Tang Clan feel logical. The first of these Wu-Tang duets, a remix of "Say What You Want" dubbed "Say What You Want (All Day, Every Day)," arrived in 1998, near the start of nearly a decade's worth of U.K. Top Ten hits, a streak that included "Black Eyed Boy," "In Our Lifetime," "Summer Son," "Inner Smile," and "Getaway." The second Wu-Tang collaboration, "Hi," was the title track of their 2021 album, a reunion that helped emphasize how Texas continued to find fresh inspiration within their signature blend of soul, pop, and rock, while their 2024 album The Muscle Shoals Sessions -- cut at Alabama's FAME Recording Studio with Spooner Oldham -- underscored their debt to classic soul.

Taking the group's name from the Wim Wenders film Paris, Texas, bass player Johnny McElhone organized the band in Glasgow in 1986. McElhone, a veteran of the bands Altered Images and Hipsway, brought in singer and rhythm guitarist Sharleen Spiteri, lead guitarist Ally McErlaine, and drummer Stuart KerrParis, Texas boasted a score by Ry Cooder, whose slide guitar playing heavily influenced McErlaine, and Spiteri sang without any discernible Scottish accent, giving the band a distinctly American sound. Texas made their concert debut in March 1988 at Dundee University in Scotland. McElhone's previous connection with Mercury Records through Hipsway led to the label's signing the band, which initially tried to record with Bernard Edwards of Chic as producer before settling on Tim Palmer instead. The first result of this association was the single "I Don't Want a Lover," the initial effort of the writing team of Spiteri and McElhone, which Mercury released in the U.K. in January 1989. In March, it peaked at number eight. Southside (the title referring to a neighborhood of Glasgow), their debut album, was released in March and peaked at number three at the end of the month. As Texas toured the U.K. and Europe, three more singles were released from the album but failed to reach the Top 40; nevertheless, Southside eventually sold more than two million copies worldwide. Meanwhile, Mercury released "I Don't Want a Lover," and Southside was released in the U.S. in July. The single broke into Billboard's Album Rock Tracks and Modern Rock Tracks radio charts before finally entering the Hot 100, where it peaked at number 77 on September 30; the album peaked at number 88 a week later.

Texas continued to tour Europe in 1990 before beginning work on their second album. Kerr left and was replaced on the drums by Richard Hynd, and keyboard player Eddie Campbell, who had been playing with them live, became an official member of the band. Mothers Heaven was released in September 1991 and proved to be a commercial disappointment, peaking at number 32 in the U.K. on October 5. In the U.S., the track "In My Heart" reached the Modern Rock Tracks chart as Texas made their first visit to the U.S. in November, but the album failed to chart. "Alone with You," the album's third single, returned them to the British Top 40, reaching number 32 on February 15, 1992, but their first substantial hit single since "I Don't Want a Lover" was a one-off cover of Al Green's "Tired of Being Alone," which peaked at number 19 on May 9.

After touring primarily in Europe, Texas retired to write and record another album, this time turning to Paul Fox as producer and recording at Bearsville Studio in Woodstock, New York, which gave them their title, Ricks Road, the name of the dirt road leading to the studio. "So Called Friend," released in advance of the album in August 1993, peaked at number 30 in the U.K. on September 11. (It was later used as the theme song for the U.S. television series Ellen, starring Ellen DeGeneres [1994 to 1998], and in the 1996 feature film Last Dance, starring Sharon Stone.) A second single, "You Owe It All to Me," reached number 39 on October 30, before Ricks Road finally appeared in November, hitting number 18 on November 13. The album was not initially released in the U.S., but it eventually came out in 1994 as the band made several trips to tour in North America. Despite this effort, like Mothers HeavenRicks Road failed to chart in the U.S., selling a meager 38,000 copies. The band wrote off the American market thereafter, concentrating primarily on Europe.

One more single from Ricks Road, "So in Love with You," made the British Top 40, peaking at number 28 in February 1994. But by the time Texas ended their tour in support of the album in December, they were ready for an extended break, and little was heard from the band over the next two years, while they worked on their fourth album with producer Mike Hedges. They re-emerged with a hometown concert in Glasgow on December 5, 1996, and in January 1997 came the advance single "Say What You Want," which became their biggest hit yet, peaking at number three on January 25. That surprising comeback was followed by the album White on Blonde, which entered the British charts at number one on February 15, 1997. It remained on the charts for nearly two years, selling 1.7 million copies in the U.K. alone and throwing off three more Top Ten hits: "Halo," "Black Eyed Boy," and "Put Your Arms Around Me." The band spent the year touring extensively in Europe and made their first trip to Australia in May. (They did not tour the U.S., where White on Blonde was finally released on August 5, 1997, as "Say What You Want" appeared in the comedy Picture Perfect, starring Jennifer Aniston, although they did find time for a promotional trip in October. The album did not chart, but Hollywood continued to favor the group, with "Put Your Arms Around Me" appearing in the 1998 film Ever After, starring Drew Barrymore.)

On February 9, 1998, Texas appeared at the BRIT Awards, performing "Say What You Want" in the company of rapper Method Man of Wu-Tang Clan. The seemingly unlikely pairing led to a new recording of the song, and the single "Say What You Want (All Day and Every Day)" by Texas featuring Wu-Tang Clan's Method Man and RZA entered the U.K. charts at number four on March 21. The band played shows periodically in 1998 while working on their next effort. That fifth album was prefaced by the leadoff single "In Our Lifetime," which entered the British charts at number four on May 1, 1999. For The Hush, which followed within weeks, the band comprised SpiteriMcElhoneCampbell, and McErlaine; soon after, it was announced that Mikey Wilson was the new drummer. The album entered the charts at number one on May 22, 1999. Second single "Summer Son" reached number five in August, but "When We Are Together" stopped at number 12 in November, capping Texas' run of consecutive Top Ten British hits at seven. Touring continued throughout 1999.

Texas' next single was "In Demand," a Top Ten hit released in October 2000 that prefaced The Greatest Hits, which hit number one in Britain in November and spawned a second new track, "Inner Smile," that reached the Top Ten in January 2001, and the band launched an extensive European tour. (By this time, Mercury wasn't even bothering to release Texas' records in the U.S.) In July, they issued a remixed version of their first hit, "I Don't Want a Lover," which made the Top 20. Spiteri then took time off to have a baby, giving birth to a daughter on September 9, 2002. More than two more years passed before the October 2003 release of their sixth album, Careful What You Wish For, which was prefaced by the single "Carnival Girl," featuring Kardinal Offishall, a Top Ten hit. (The credits announced that Neil Payne was the new drummer, replacing Wilson, and that a new guitarist, Tony McGovern, had joined the band.) The album peaked at number five and also featured the Top 40 hit "I'll See It Through." By November 2005, when their seventh album, Red Book, was released, Texas' commercial fortunes had declined, but the disc was still able to debut in the Top Ten in France, the band's most reliable market. (The album marked the addition of keyboard player Michael Bannister.) "Sleep," a duet between Spiteri and Paul Buchanan of the Blue Nile, was excerpted as the album's third single in January 2006 and made the U.K. Top Ten.

In 2008, the release of Sharleen Spiteri's first solo album, Melody, marked the beginning of a hiatus for the band; she released another, The Movie Songbook, in 2010. Reunion plans were put on hold after McErlaine suffered a brain aneurysm in late 2009, but less than two years later, Texas were on the road again. A record contract followed, and in 2013 the band released The Conversation via PIAS. Featuring contributions from Richard Hawley and Bernard Butler, it reached number four on the British charts and would later be certified silver. In February 2015, Texas celebrated their quarter-century anniversary with Texas 25, where the group reworked selected hits with the assistance of the production outfit Truth & Soul. Two years later, their ninth studio album, the self-produced Jump on Board, was released, preceded by the single "Let's Work It Out," a retro '70s disco throwback. Texas' tenth studio album, Hi, arrived in 2021; on the title-track single, the band once more teamed up with the Wu-Tang Clan's Ghostface Killah and RZA.

Texas entered a reflective period in the early 2020s, releasing the compilation The Very Best of 1989-2023 in June 2023, then revisiting highlights from their catalog for The Muscle Shoals Sessions, a 2024 album recorded at Alabama's FAME Recording Studio with seminal soul keyboardist Spooner Oldham”.

I am keen to get to this mixtape. The essential Texas songs, together with a blend of deeper cuts. Showing what a strong and consistent band they are. Having been a fan of their since the 1990s, I didn’t need a special occasion to feature them! Merely a chance, ahead of their fortieth anniversary next year, to show my affection for…

THE legendary Scottish band.

FEATURE: Celebration Day: Led Zeppelin III at Fifty-Five

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Celebration Day

 

Led Zeppelin III at Fifty-Five

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THOUGH perhaps not as lauded…

PHOTO CREDIT: Getty Images

as Untitled (1971) or Physical Graffiti (1975), there is no denying how transformative Led Zeppelin III was. In terms of broadening the sound palette of the band. Having released two albums to that point – 1968’s Led Zeppelin and Led Zeppelin II of 1969 -, you could feel them growing as a band. However, Led Zeppelin III was where there was a mix of acoustic, epic and the harder and more Rock-based sound of the first two albums. I think Led Zeppelin III is a perfect introduction for new fans, as it shows where the group came from and indicates where they would head. On 5th October (that is its U.S. release date), we mark fifty-five years of this extraordinary album. Much of the recording was done at Headley Grange, with additional sessions at Island Studios and Olympic Studios in London. Hard Rock influences on Immigrant Song fusing with more Folk-based sounds on Gallows Pole. That latter song is based on a traditional English Folk song. Hats Off to (Roy) Harper is a reworking of a Blue song. On this album, Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, John Bonham and John Paul Jones were at the top of their game. Even though they are perhaps more ambitious and spectacular on Untitled and Physical Graffiti, I think Led Zeppelin III is incredibly rich, accomplished and varied. The songwriting from Robert Plant and Jimmy Page so exceptional. The two working beautifully with one another. I am not sure how much people will mark fifty-five years of this album. Maybe an awkward anniversary to mark – we celebrate fifty and sixty years, but do we bother with fifty-five?! -, I wanted to spend time with Led Zeppelin III here. Opening with the classic, Immigrant Song, you are instantly hooked and intrigued! I want to get to some features about this album. Why it is so important and affecting.

Led Zeppelin III remains misunderstood. Maybe fans expecting something similar to the first two albums or not connecting with the acoustic and Folk touches. Perhaps not as many natural standout songs as you get on Led Zeppelin II and definitely would a year later for Untitled. Led Zeppelin III is integral to the band’s development. I will end with a couple of reviews for the 1970 album. Before that, there are two features to bring together. I am going to start out with a 2021 feature from Far Out Magazine. They argue how Led Zeppelin III is a misunderstood masterpiece. Hard to argue with that:

On Led Zeppelin III, however, they split their audience and it remains to this day their most divisive record. The album is a gentle and cultured reimagining of their traditional sound and sees Zeppelin at perhaps their most daring.

Released on this day in 1970, the album ranks as one of the most controversial in the band’s canon. While much of what Led Zeppelin did is rightly revered to this day, the band’s third album has always had both its admirers and detractors within their fanbase. Some have simplified the album to simply “an acoustic record” while others see it as an inevitable fading of the band’s creative buzz following three intense years of making music. We, however, would argue it is one of the band’s best records for precisely this reason.

After Led Zeppelin had released their first two records, the hype surrounding the band’s third was almost impossible to withstand. Zeppelin had become the biggest band in the world and the decision to change direction musically would not land well.

It was to be expected, too, look at Bob Dylan’s decision to go electric and the heinous response that received. The group had just gone a long way to defining a brand new genre of heavy rock and just as they have got the whole world wanting more, they switch the delivery of their sound and move away from blues and rock and toward folk.

The previous albums had been flecked with elements of folk but now it had become the main priority and the whimsical potency was there for all to see. It may well have had something to do with the location in Bron-Yr-Aur. Much of the record was written in a remote cottage in Snowdonia with both Jimmy Page and Robert Plant needing time to recuperate from their extensive touring and excessive behaviours. They found respite in the hills but also a brand new sound along with it.

If you’ve ever had the pleasure of visiting Snowdonia, you will know that the idea of picking up a lute and letting rip a folk song of the highest order is never too far from your mind when traversing the many different medieval sites that surround it. It played on Led Zeppelin’s sound too. It led the band to introduce almost every track with an inspirational folk line that always lands heavily on those track-skippers out there.

To do so would be to miss the point too. This album is Led Zeppelin showing their musical chops. They had already blasted away the cobwebs of the sixties while they were still in them and now they were ready to ditch being just a band and become icons. To do that, you need depth and to gain depth you need variances and it means the switch to folk wasn’t just warranted but wanted. It was a clear signifier to the world around them that Zeppelin wasn’t just ‘the biggest band on the planet’, a title they had only just stolen from The Beatles, they were artists too.

That’s not to say it doesn’t have some big thumping songs on there. In fact, it may well contain Led Zeppelin’s most deliberately heavy rock track in ‘Immigrant Song’. It also welcomes ‘Celebration Day’ and ‘Out on the Tiles’ as some rockier moments on the record. But it is safe to say, that the majority of the album turns its back on rock music”.

In 2020, Classic Rock wrote how Led Zeppelin III is their most misunderstood album. This note of apology and explanation! If critics were confounded in 1970, this album arguably brokered their legend. This is what Classic Rock write. Again, hard to disagree with that opinion! We need to give more represent to an album that took Led Zeppelin to the next level. If some felt it was them watered down or going soft, it was a band not sticking rigidly with one sound:

Nineteen sixty-nine was one helluva year for Led Zeppelin. In the short span of 12 months they played close to 150 shows, recorded two best-selling albums, toured the US five times, and established themselves as one rock’s top box-office draws. In the harsh winter of ’68 they had been lucky to get $1,500 (around £883) for a club gig, but by the time 1970 rolled around, they were demanding as much as six figures a show.

The band’s meteoric rise had been breathless. While the music press weren’t particularly kind to them, their dramatic, sexually explicit hard rock was almost irresistible to a new generation of kids searching for something new and exciting that wasn’t “the same old Beatles and Stones”. But after a year of non-stop touring, recording and shagging, the band were ready to take a break.

It was singer Robert Plant’s idea to head for the hills – the Cambrian Mountains in Wales, to be exact. The 22-year-old remembered an 18th-century cottage called Bron-Yr-Aur he had visited in his youth, and felt it would be great place to temporarily escape life in the fast lane and commune with nature. Plant extended an invitation to his co-writer, guitarist and producer Jimmy Page, and in the spring, the two men took their women, instruments and supplies to the bucolic retreat to recharge their batteries and “get back to the garden”.

“It was time to take stock, and not get lost in it all,” Plant said later. And what better way to keep it real than at a place with no electricity, candles for light, water from a stream and an outside toilet?

The story of Plant and Page’s regenerative trek to Wales looms large in Zeppelin folklore, with many assuming that most of the acoustic-based songs that eventually appeared on Led Zeppelin III were written there. Page disputes that notion, but doesn’t dismiss the significance of the journey.

“When Robert and I went to Bron-Yr-Aur we weren’t thinking: ‘Let’s go to Wales and write,’” says Page. “The original plan was to just go there, hang out and appreciate the countryside. The only song we really finished while we were there was That’s The Way, but being in the country established a standard of travelling for inspiration and set a tone for Led Zeppelin III.”

While it might not have been conceived as a writing trip, the singer and guitarist’s stay in the Welsh mountains was deemed important and influential enough to be acknowledged on the album’s sleeve, stating: ‘Credit must be given to Bron Y Aur a small derelict cottage in South Snowdonia for painting a somewhat forgotten picture of true completeness which acted as an incentive to some of these music statements.’

Little did the band know that this ‘incentive’ and subsequent ‘tone’ would end up sending massive shockwaves throughout the rock world. Led Zeppelin’s pastoral third album was recorded at Olympic Studios in London and released in October 1970. It seemed almost self-destructively perverse – a 360-degree retreat from the testosterone-infused hard rock that had made them international superstars.

John Bonham teased the press about the band’s intended direction when Zeppelin regrouped for the first studio sessions of III in late May. ‘’We’ll be recording for the next two weeks and we are doing a lot of acoustic stuff as well as the heavier side,” he told the Melody Maker. “There will be better quality songs than on the first two albums.’’

The drummer wasn’t wrong. Six of the 10 tracks on the third album were built around the sweet ’n’ bitter strains of Page’s acoustic Harmony guitar as the band touched on everything from traditional bluegrass (Gallows Pole) to country blues (Hats Off To (Roy) Harper), to a folk song so upbeat you could square-dance to it (Bron-Y-Aur Stomp). To emphasise the rustic nature of the album, Zeppelin even changed their appearance, growing facial hair to Hobbit-like proportions and wearing clothes that made them look more like hippie farmers than sex gods. Fans and critics were dazed and confused, but the band stood their ground.

“We were so far ahead that it was difficult for people to know what the hell we were doing,” Page told journalist Brad Tolinski in the 2012 book Light & Shade: Conversations With Jimmy Page. “Critics especially couldn’t relate to it. Led Zeppelin was growing. Where many of our contemporaries were narrowing their perspective, we were really being expansive. I was maturing as a composer and player, and there were many kinds of music that I found stimulating, and with this wonderful group I had the chance to be really adventurous.”

Soon after the album’s release, Page was keen to emphasise Zeppelin’s evolution. “There is another side to us’’ he said. “Everyone in the band is going through changes. There are changes in the playing and the lyrics. Robert is really getting involved in his lyric writing. This album was to get across more versatility and use combinations of instruments. I haven’t read any reviews yet, but people have got to give the LP a reasonable hearing.’’

Page would go on to read the reviews. Some writers went so far as to accuse the band of jumping on the Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young acoustic-rock bandwagon, which Page called “pathetic”, noting that acoustic guitars were all over the first two albums and arguing that they were at the core of everything the band did. The reviews so incensed the guitarist that he refused to grant any press interviews for the next 18 months after the album’s release.

Plant, at the time Led Zeppelin III came out, was more direct: “You can just see the headlines, can’t you? ‘Led Zeppelin go soft on their fans’ or some crap like that. But now that we’ve done [this album] the sky’s the limit. It shows we can change. It means there are endless possibilities for us to go in. We won’t go stale, and this proves it.”

The truth is, the third album should have come as no surprise to anyone paying full attention to the band. The radical seeds that sprouted onIII had been planted years earlier. Throughout the 60s, as Page toiled as London’s top session guitarist, very little escaped his attention. Like a musical sponge, he absorbed every lick the Chicago blues boom had to offer, took copious notes on contemporary folk-guitar virtuosos like John Fahey and Bert Jansch, and even purchased a sitar years before world music caught the attention of Beatle George Harrison”.

I am going to end with a couple of positive reviews for a titan of an album. Returning to Classic Rock for a review published in 2019, they got some words from fans. How this album has impacted them. Even though Led Zeppelin III is less bombastic than what came before (from the band) and maybe less so than what would follow for the rest of their career, that does not make their third studio album any less impactful and incredible:

Some critics accused the band of jumping on the Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young acoustic-rock bandwagon. Page called them “pathetic”, noting that acoustic guitars were all over the first two albums and arguing that they were at the core of everything the band did. The reviews so incensed the guitarist that he refused to grant any press interviews for the next 18 months after the album’s release.

It was singer Robert Plant’s idea to head for the hills – the Cambrian Mountains in Wales, to be exact. The 22-year-old remembered an 18th-century cottage called Bron-Yr-Aur he had visited in his youth, and felt it would be great place to temporarily escape life in the fast lane and commune with nature.

Plant extended an invitation to his co-writer, guitarist and producer Jimmy Page, and in the spring, the two men took their women, instruments and supplies to the bucolic retreat to recharge their batteries and “get back to the garden”.

“It was time to take stock, and not get lost in it all,” Plant said later. And what better way to keep it real than at a place with no electricity, candles for light, water from a stream and an outside toilet?"

“We were so far ahead that it was difficult for people to know what the hell we were doing,” Page told journalist Brad Tolinski in the 2012 book Light & Shade: Conversations With Jimmy Page. “Critics especially couldn’t relate to it. Led Zeppelin was growing. Where many of our contemporaries were narrowing their perspective, we were really being expansive.

"I was maturing as a composer and player, and there were many kinds of music that I found stimulating, and with this wonderful group I had the chance to be really adventurous."

What they said...

"What’s great about it, though, the Zep’s special genius, is that the whole effect is so utterly two-dimensional and unreal. You could play it, as I did, while watching a pagan priestess performing the ritual dance of Ka before the flaming sacrificial altar in Fire Maidens of Outer Space with the TV sound turned off. And believe me, the Zep made my blood throb to those jungle rhythms even more frenziedly." (Rolling Stone)

"While there are still a handful of metallic rockers, III is built on a folky, acoustic foundation that gives the music extra depth. And even the rockers aren't as straightforward as before: the galloping Immigrant Song is powered by Robert Plant's banshee wail, Celebration Day turns blues-rock inside out with a warped slide guitar riff, and Out On The Tiles lumbers along with a tricky, multi-part riff." (AllMusic)

"If the great blues guitarists can make their instruments cry out like human voices, it's only fitting that Robert Plant should make his voice galvanize like an electric guitar... Plant is overpowering even when Page goes to his acoustic, as he does to great effect on several surprisingly folky (not to mention folk bluesy) cuts. No drum solos, either. Heavy." (Robert Christgau)

What you said...

Warren Bubb: What an album. It just gets better with time like a fine wine. Immigrant Song is a great opening track in the vein of previous albums, then a change with Friends, Celebration Day and Tangerine. Still hate Hats Off To Harper though.

Damian Keen: Of course, it’s Led Zeppelin, and it’s one of the first six albums, so it’s one of the best albums of all time. Except for Hats Off To Harper. That’s terrible.

Philip Qvist: Not their greatest album but I still think it is a fantastic album in its own right. Immigrant Song is a great rocker that gets the pulse going, while Since I've Been Loving You is my favourite Led Zep song - and I still maintain this is Jimmy Page's best solo.

As for the rest - well who cares if the bulk of it is acoustic; with one exception they are mainly fine songs. Easily their most underrated album - a solid 8.5/10.

Dave Ferris: This album is like a never-ending treasure chest. I believe my first copy that I owned was a used cassette. I loved the intensity of the Immigrant Song as the opening track. I would settle into the album. I remember that I loved Gallows Pole from first listen, and how Bonham made a simple acoustic tune into a rocker by the end of the song.

Since I've been Loving You has always been a signature Zeppelin blues song. When the reunion album called Celebration Day was released I went back to the original track and came to love that. When Cameron Crowe made his movie Almost Famous, he wanted to include Tangerine in the soundtrack. Lastly, for me, I have come to love the harmony vocals on Bron-Y-Aur Stomp.

I started my journey as a Zeppelin fan in college in the 80's. But, with every listen, a new appreciation for a different track catches my attention. Pretty damn awesome for an "Acoustic" album.

Adrian Bolster: Not my favourite Led Zep album, but it does contain my favourite track, Since I've Been Loving You. What an astonishing track, squeaky pedal and all. When Tangerine is played in Almost Famous it makes the film almost perfect!”.

I will finish with a review from BBC. This word ‘underrated’ seems to be used in so many features and reviews. As Led Zeppelin III turns fifty-five on 5th October, maybe we need to reassess it and see it for the phenomenal album it is. One of the best of the 1970s:

Although Led Zeppelin’s much-maligned third album remains divisive to this day, it’s now widely accepted that it was not, after all, the product of some collective brain fade or bizarre schizophrenic episode within the band. The persistent perception of it as an acoustic album is also an inaccurate and oversimplified view. But it’s easy to understand how misconceptions could arise, especially when it was first released.

The sense of anticipation surrounding Led Zeppelin III was simply enormous. The success of their first two albums (III) had transformed Zep into the biggest band in the world. It’s hardly surprising, then, that their decision to radically change tack would cause confusion and consternation. Where I and II were blues-rock workouts with acoustic and folk embellishments, III was essentially the opposite. The embellishments and embroidery became the central focus.

Much of the album was written at a remote cottage in Snowdonia called Bron-Yr-Aur while guitarist Jimmy Page and vocalist Robert Plant recuperated following an extensive US tour. The cottage had no electricity which encouraged the pair to explore the band’s mellower, pastoral side. That the results originally met with such a lukewarm critical response was unfair, if predictable. The acoustic introductions to so many of the songs continue to fool those casually skipping through the album just to make sure they dislike it as much as other people say they should. The reality is a little different.

Ironically, given the album’s generally laid-back feel, III features one of the band’s most blatantly overt big-trouser moments. Opener Immigrant Song, with its strident riff and macho subject matter, is proto-heavy metal at its best. It’s true that the bulk of the material doesn’t favour rock, with even Celebration Day and Out on the Tiles lacking the sledgehammer weight of previous efforts, but this is no lightweight fluff. The slow blues of Since I've Been Loving You and the touching That's the Way are other clear highlights which have earned their place on any genuine best-of collection. Elsewhere, the wistful folk rock of Tangerine and Gallows Pole – another Zep arrangement of a traditional folk song – bolster what is by any reckoning an underrated work”.

Turning fifty-five on 5th October, I do hope that someone writes about the album. Led Zeppelin III probably came with the weight of expectation following Led Zeppelin II in 1969. Maybe Untitled was a response to those who felt that there was too much acoustic and Folk on Led Zeppelin III. However, there are moments like this on Untitled (Going to California for one). We need to salute and give affection to…

AN album that deserves more respect.

FEATURE: Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty: Seventeen: Two Reviews…and Ranking the Tracks

FEATURE:

 

 

Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty

IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush in 1985/PHOTO CREDIT: United Archives/Hutton Archives/Getty Images

 

Seventeen: Two Reviews…and Ranking the Tracks

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I will talk about the legacy…

of Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love in another feature. For this one, I will end with my ranking of the twelve tracks. My opinions have changed since I last published a track ranking feature for Hounds of Love. Before I get there, I want to drop in two critical reviews. An album that has gained almost unanimous praise, it is worth noting why critics love this album so much. Released on 16th September, 1985, there will be a lot of new attention around the album. It will be interesting what features arise that celebrate forty years of a true classic. I am going to start out with the first of two reviews. This one is from AllMusic:

Kate Bush's strongest album to date also marked her breakthrough into the American charts, and yielded a set of dazzling videos as well as an enviable body of hits, spearheaded by "Running Up That Hill," her biggest single since "Wuthering Heights." Strangely enough, Hounds of Love was no less complicated in its structure, imagery, and extra-musical references (even lifting a line of dialogue from Jacques Tourneur's Curse of the Demon for the intro of the title song) than The Dreaming, which had been roundly criticized for being too ambitious and complex. But Hounds of Love was more carefully crafted as a pop record, and it abounded in memorable melodies and arrangements, the latter reflecting idioms ranging from orchestrated progressive pop to high-wattage traditional folk; and at the center of it all was Bush in the best album-length vocal performance of her career, extending her range and also drawing expressiveness from deep inside of herself, so much so that one almost feels as though he's eavesdropping at moments during "Running Up That Hill." Hounds of Love is actually a two-part album (the two sides of the original LP release being the now-lost natural dividing line), consisting of the suites "Hounds of Love" and "The Ninth Wave." The former is steeped in lyrical and sonic sensuality that tends to wash over the listener, while the latter is about the experiences of birth and rebirth. If this sounds like heady stuff, it could be, but Bush never lets the material get too far from its pop trappings and purpose. In some respects, this was also Bush's first fully realized album, done completely on her own terms, made entirely at her own 48-track home studio, to her schedule and preferences, and delivered whole to EMI as a finished work; that history is important, helping to explain the sheer presence of the album's most striking element -- the spirit of experimentation at every turn, in the little details of the sound. That vastly divergent grasp, from the minutiae of each song to the broad sweeping arc of the two suites, all heavily ornamented with layered instrumentation, makes this record wonderfully overpowering as a piece of pop music. Indeed, this reviewer hadn't had so much fun and such a challenge listening to a new album from the U.K. since Abbey Road, and it's pretty plain that Bush listened to (and learned from) a lot of the Beatles' output in her youth”.

Awarding Hounds of Love a perfect ten in 2016, Pitchfork stated how Kate Bush’s fifth studio album was a perfect marriage of technology/technique and exploration. It is interesting how each critics approaches the album and its context. It is clear that there was no limit to Kate Bush’s ambitions when producing Hounds of Love:

This was a striking achievement for a quintessentially femme star: Among her gender-bending UK generation, Bush had the highest chirp, the most flowing locks, and the tightest leotards; when she shed the latter for the fantasy segments of her “Babooshka” video, she transformed into a scintillating windblown warrior with disco levels of exposed flesh and shameless camp. Both “Breathing” and its video is set in a uterus; “In the Warm Room” exalts vaginas the same way Led Zeppelin sang about dicks.

Hounds of Love proved there were no compositional mountains Bush couldn’t climb. While the second side asserted her vanguard bent, the first side yielded four UK Top 40 hits. Neither synth-pop nor prog-rock, Hounds of Love nevertheless drew from both with double-platinum rewards on her home turf, and yielded her first U.S. hits, even without a tour. And its idiosyncrasies have only fueled Hounds’ lingering influence: Florence and the Machine cribs its Gothic angst. Anohni mirrors its animal divinity. St. Vincent draws from its sexual politics and sonic precision. Utah Saints sampled it and the Futureheads covered it, both with UK Top 10 results. Coldplay’s “Speed of Sound” goes so far as to paraphrase “Running”’s rhythm, chords, climax, and highland imagery. It’s the Sgt. Pepper of the digital age’s dawn; a milestone in penetratingly fanciful pop.

Bush’s talent was so undeniable that she could sneak into contemporary music’s center while curbing none of her eccentricities. The album’s second single “Cloudbusting” celebrates Wilhelm Reich, a brilliant Austrian psychoanalyst but crackpot American inventor. Full of details gleaned from his son Peter Reich’s A Book of Dreams, it’s specific to their teacher/pupil relationship, which is played out further in its video featuring Donald Sutherland. But “Cloudbusting” also deals with a much more universal situation: Children long to protect their parents, despite having no adult power to do so. Accordingly, Bush resorts to the one thing all children possess in abundance—imagination. “I just know that something good is gonna happen,” she sings, a string sextet sawing insistently as martial drums beat a battle cry that morphs from helplessness to victory, however imaginary. The son she portrays wills himself into thoughts nearly delusional as his dad’s, and the result is optimistic yet poignant, as he ultimately believes, “Just saying it could even make it happen.”

Imagination’s pull is the subtext to Bush’s entire oeuvre, but that theme dominates Hounds of Love, and not least in the title track. Whereas her piercing upper register once defined her output, here she’s roaring from her gut, then pulling back, and the song shifts between panic and empathy. “Hounds of Love” boasts the big gated ’80s drum blasts Bush discovered while singing background on Gabriel’s “Games Without Frontiers,” and yet its cello just as percussive: It builds to suggest both her pulse and the heartbeat of the captured fox she comforts and identifies with. She fears love: “It’s coming for me through the trees,” she wails. Yet she craves it, so desire and terror escalate in a breathless Hitchcockian climax.

On Hounds of Love, the singer who started directing her own videos at this point becomes total auteur, and takes such a firm grasp on every aspect of the recording process that she often replaces Del Palmer, her own lover, on bass. On “Mother Stands for Comfort,” an all-knowing maternal contrast to the delusional papa of “Cloudbusting,” she duets with German jazz bassist Eberhard Weber, who plays yielding mother to Bush’s wayward daughter. Her Fairlight clatters with the crash of broken dishes while her piano gently wanders, but Weber’s fretless bass maintains its compassion, even when Bush lets loose some freaky primal-scream scatting toward the end.

Skies, clouds, hills, trees, lakes—along with everything else, Hounds of Love is also a heated paean to nature. On the cover, Bush reclines between two canines with a knowing familiarity that almost suggests cross-species congress. She honors the sensual world's benign blessings on “The Big Sky” even while Youth’s raucous bass suggests earthquakes. Bush references its elements with childlike awe: “That cloud looks like Ireland,” she squeals. “You’re here in my head like the sun coming out,” she sighs in “Cloudbusting,” and her stormy emotions are reflected by the music’s turbulence. But nature’s destruction can also inspire us to seek solace in spirituality, and that’s what happens on Side Two’s singular suite, “The Ninth Wave.”

Bush plays a sailor who finds herself shipwrecked and alone. She slips into a hypothermia-induced limbo between wakefulness and sleep (“And Dream of Sheep”), where nightmares, memories and visions distort her consciousness to the point where she cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. Is she skating, or trapped “Under Ice”? During her hallucinations, she sees herself in a prior life as a necromancer on trial; instead of freezing, she visualizes herself burning (“Waking the Witch”). Her spirit leaves her body and visits her beloved (“Watching You Without Me”). Then her future self confronts her present being and begs her to stay alive (“Jig of Life”). A rescue team reaches her just as her life force drifts heavenward (“Hello Earth”), but in the concluding track, “The Morning Fog,” flesh and spirit reunite, and she vows to tell her family how much she loves them.

As her sailor drifts in and out of consciousness, Bush floats between abstract composition and precise songcraft. Her character’s nebulous condition gives her melodies permission to unmoor from pop’s constrictions; her verses don’t necessarily return to catchy choruses, not until the relative normality of “The Morning Fog,” one of her sweetest songs. Instead, she’s free to exploit her Fairlight’s capacity for musique concrete. Spoken voices, Gregorian chant, Irish jigs, oceanic waves of digitized droning, and the culminating twittering of birds all collide in Bush’s synth-folk symphony. Like most of her lyrics, “The Ninth Wave” isn’t autobiographical, although its sink-or-swim scenario can be read as an extended metaphor for Hounds of Love’s protracted creation: Will she rise to deliver the masterstroke that guaranteed artistic autonomy for the rest of her long career and enabled her to live a happy home life with zero participation in the outside world for years on end, or will she drown under the weight of her colossal ambition?

By the time I became one of the few American journalists to have interviewed her in person in 1985, Bush had clinched her victory. She’d flown to New York to plug Hounds of Love, engaging in the kind of promotion she’d rarely do again. Because she thoroughly rejected the pop treadmill, the media had already begun to marginalize her as a space case, and have since painted her as a tragic, reclusive figure. Yet despite her mystical persona, she was disarmingly down-to-earth: That hammy public Kate was clearly this soft-spoken individual’s invention; an ever-changing role she played like Bowie in an era when even icons like Stevie Nicks and Donna Summer had a Lindsey Buckingham or a Giorgio Moroder calling many of the shots.

It was a response, perhaps, to the age-old quandary of commanding respect as a woman in an overwhelmingly masculine field. Bush's navigation of this minefield was as natural as it was ingenious: She became the most musically serious and yet outwardly whimsical star of her time. She held onto her bucolic childhood and sustained her family’s support, feeding the wonder that’s never left her. Her subsequent records couldn’t surpass Hounds of Love’s perfect marriage of technique and exploration, but never has she made a false one. She’s like the glissando of “Hello Earth” that rises up and plummets down almost simultaneously: Bush retained the strength to ride fame’s waves because she’s always known exactly what she was—simply, and quite complicatedly, herself”.

In the next part of this feature, I am going to rank the twelve tracks from Hounds of Love. It has been a tough decision! I know each fan will have their own interpretations. Maybe the top four or five tracks will surprise some. However, it goes to show how strong all the songs are that the more underrated or under-played hit me hardest! Let’s get down to the ranking:

TWELVE: Under Ice

It was very much the idea of going from very cold water, it’s getting dark, you’re alone, the only way out is to go to sleep, no responsibilities, and forget about everything; but if you go to sleep, the chances are you could rool over in the water and drown. So you’re trying to fight sleep, but you can’t help it, and you hit the dream. The idea of the dream being really cold, and really the visual expectancy of total loneliness, and for me that was a completely frozen river, no-one around, everything completely covered with snow and icicles, and it’s that person all alone in this absolute cold wilderness of white, and seeing themselves under the ice, drowning, to which they wake up and find themselves under the water

Kate Bush in an Interview by Tony Myatt at the 1985 Kate Bush Convention

This was all kinda coming together by itself, I didn’t have much to do with this, I just sat down and wrote this little tune on the Fairlight with the cello sound. And it sounded very operatic and I thought “well, great” because it, you know, it conjured up the image of ice and was really simple to record. I mean we did the whole thing in a day, I guess. (…) Again it’s very lonely, it’s terribly lonely, they’re all alone on like this frozen lake. And at the end of it, it’s the idea of seeing themselves under the ice in the river, so I mean we’re talking real nightmare stuff here. And at this point, when they say, you know, “my god, it’s me,” you know, “it’s me under the ice. Ahhhh” [laughs]

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992“ – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

ELEVEN: The Morning Fog

Well, that’s really meant to be the rescue of the whole situation, where now suddenly out of all this darkness and weight comes light. You know, the weightiness is gone and here’s the morning, and it’s meant to feel very positive and bright and uplifting from the rest of dense, darkness of the previous track. And although it doesn’t say so, in my mind this was the song where they were rescued, where they get pulled out of the water. And it’s very much a song of seeing perspective, of really, you know, of being so grateful for everything that you have, that you’re never grateful of in ordinary life because you just abuse it totally. And it was also meant to be one of those kind of “thank you and goodnight” songs. You know, the little finale where everyone does a little dance and then the bow and then they leave the stage. [laughs]

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

TEN: Mother Stands for Comfort

Well, the personality that sings this track is very unfeeling in a way. And the cold qualities of synths and machines were appropriate here. There are many different kinds of love and the track’s really talking about the love of a mother, and in this case she’s the mother of a murderer, in that she’s basically prepared to protect her son against anything. ‘Cause in a way it’s also suggesting that the son is using the mother, as much as the mother is protecting him. It’s a bit of a strange matter, isn’t it really? [laughs] (Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums Interview: Hounds Of Love’. BBC Radio 1 (UK), 26 January 1992)” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

NINE: Watching You Without Me

Now, this poor sod [laughs], has been in the water for hours and been witch-hunted and everything. Suddenly, they’re kind of at home, in spirit, seeing their loved one sitting there waiting for them to come home. And, you know, watching the clock, and obviously very worried about where they are, maybe making phone calls and things. But there’s no way that you can actually communicate, because they can’t see you, they can’t you. And I find this really horrific, [laughs] these are all like my own personal worst nightmares, I guess, put into song. And when we started putting the track together, I had the idea for these backing vocals, you know, [sings] “you can’t hear me”. And I thought that maybe to disguise them so that, you know, you couldn’t actually hear what the backing vocals were saying.

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

EIGHT: Cloudbusting

This was inspired by a book that I first found on a shelf nearly nine years ago. It was just calling me from the shelf, and when I read it I was very moved by the magic of it. It’s about a special relationship between a young son and his father. The book was written from a child’s point of view. His father is everything to him; he is the magic in his life, and he teaches him everything, teaching him to be open-minded and not to build up barriers. His father has built a machine that can make it rain, a ‘cloudbuster’; and the son and his father go out together cloudbusting. They point big pipes up into the sky, and they make it rain. The song is very much taking a comparison with a yo-yo that glowed in the dark and which was given to the boy by a best friend. It was really special to him; he loved it. But his father believed in things having positive and negative energy, and that fluorescent light was a very negative energy – as was the material they used to make glow-in-the-dark toys then – and his father told him he had to get rid of it, he wasn’t allowed to keep it. But the boy, rather than throwing it away, buried it in the garden, so that he would placate his father but could also go and dig it up occasionally and play with it. It’s a parallel in some ways between how much he loved the yo-yo – how special it was – and yet how dangerous it was considered to be. He loved his father (who was perhaps considered dangerous by some people); and he loved how he could bury his yo-yo and retrieve it whenever he wanted to play with it. But there’s nothing he can do about his father being taken away, he is completely helpless. But it’s very much more to do with how the son does begin to cope with the whole loneliness and pain of being without his father. It is the magic moments of a relationship through a child’s eyes, but told by a sad adult.

Kate Bush Club newsletter, 1985” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

SEVEN: And Dream of Sheep

An engineer we were working with picked out the line in ‘And Dream Of Sheep’ that says ‘Come here with me now’. I asked him why he liked it so much. He said, ‘I don’t know, I just love it. It’s so moving and comforting.’ I don’t think he even knew what was being said exactly, but the song is about someone going to sleep in the water, where they’re alone and frightened. And they want to go to sleep, to get away from the situation. But at the same time it’s dangerous to go to sleep in water, you could drown. When I was little, and I’d had a bad dream, I’d go into my parents’ bedroom round to my mother’s side of the bed. She’d be asleep, and I wouldn’t want to wake her, so I’d stand there and wait for her to sense my presence and wake up. She always did, within minutes; and sometimes I’d frighten her – standing there still, in the darkness in my nightdress. I’d say, ‘I’ve had a bad dream,’ and she’d lift bedclothes and say something like ‘Come here with me now.’ It’s my mother saying this line in the track, and I briefed her on the ideas behind it before she said it. And I think it’s the motherly comfort that this engineer picked up on. In fact, he said this was his favourite part of the album. (Kate Bush Club newsletter, Issue 21, 1987)” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

SIX: Waking the Witch

These sort of visitors come to wake them up, to bring them out of this dream so that they don’t drown. My mother’s in there, my father, my brothers Paddy and John, Brian Tench – the guy that mixed the album with us – is in there, Del is in there, Robbie Coltrane does one of the voices. It was just trying to get lots of different characters and all the ways that people wake you up, like you know, you sorta fall asleep at your desk at school and the teacher says “Wake up child, pay attention!”. (…) I couldn’t get a helicopter anywhere and in the end I asked permission to use the helicopter from The Wall from The Floyd, it was the best helicopter I’d heard for years for years [laughs].

I think it’s very interesting the whole concept of witch-hunting and the fear of women’s power. In a way it’s very sexist behavior, and I feel that female intuition and instincts are very strong, and are still put down, really. And in this song, this women is being persecuted by the witch-hunter and the whole jury, although she’s committed no crime, and they’re trying to push her under the water to see if she’ll sink or float.

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

FIVE: Hounds of Love

[‘Hounds Of Love’] is really about someone who is afraid of being caught by the hounds that are chasing him. I wonder if everyone is perhaps ruled by fear, and afraid of getting into relationships on some level or another. They can involve pain, confusion and responsibilities, and I think a lot of people are particularly scared of responsibility. Maybe the being involved isn’t as horrific as your imagination can build it up to being – perhaps these baying hounds are really friendly.

Kate Bush Club newsletter, 1985

The ideas for ‘Hounds Of Love’, the title track, are very much to do with love itself and people being afraid of it, the idea of wanting to run away from love, not to let love catch them, and trap them, in case th hounds might want to tear them to pieces and it’s very much using the imagery of love as something coming to get you and you’ve got to run away from it or you won’t survive.

Conversation Disc Series, ABCD012, 1985

When I was writing the song I sorta started coming across this line about hounds and I thought ‘Hounds Of Love’ and the whole idea of being chasing by this love that actually gonna… when it get you it just going to rip you to pieces, (Raises voice) you know, and have your guts all over the floor! So this very sort of… being hunted by love, I liked the imagery, I thought it was really good.

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love’. BBC Radio 1 (UK), 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

FOUR: Hello Earth

‘Hello Earth’ was a very difficult track to write, as well, because it was… in some ways it was too big for me. [Laughs] And I ended up with this song that had two huge great holes in the choruses, where the drums stopped, and everything stopped, and people would say to me, “what’s going to happen in these choruses,” and I hadn’t got a clue.

We had the whole song, it was all there, but these huge, great holes in the choruses. And I knew I wanted to put something in there, and I’d had this idea to put a vocal piece in there, that was like this traditional tune I’d heard used in the film Nosferatu. And really everything I came up with, it with was rubbish really compared to what this piece was saying. So we did some research to find out if it was possible to use it. And it was, so that’s what we did, we re-recorded the piece and I kind of made up words that sounded like what I could hear was happening on the original. And suddenly there was these beautiful voices in these chorus that had just been like two black holes.

In some ways I thought of it as a lullaby for the Earth. And it was the idea of turning the whole thing upside down and looking at it from completely above. You know, that image of if you were lying in water at night and you were looking up at the sky all the time, I wonder if you wouldn’t get the sense of as the stars were reflected in the water, you know, a sense of like, you could be looking up at water that’s reflecting the stars from the sky that you’re in. And the idea of them looking down at the earth and seeing these storms forming over America and moving around the globe, and they have this like huge fantasticly overseeing view of everything, everything is in total perspective. And way, way down there somewhere there’s this little dot in the ocean that is them.

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

THREE: Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God)

It is very much about the power of love, and the strength that is created between two people when they’re very much in love, but the strength can also be threatening, violent, dangerous as well as gentle, soothing, loving. And it’s saying that if these two people could swap places – if the man could become the woman and the woman the man, that perhaps they could understand the feelings of that other person in a truer way, understanding them from that gender’s point of view, and that perhaps there are very subtle differences between the sexes that can cause problems in a relationship, especially when people really do care about each other. (The Tony Myatt Interview, November 1985)

‘Running Up That Hill’ was one of the first songs that I wrote for the album. It was very nice for me that it was the first single released, I’d always hoped that would be the way. It’s very much about a relationship between a man and a woman who are deeply in love and they’re so concerned that things could go wrong – they have great insecurity, great fear of the relationship itself. It’s really saying if there’s a possibility of being able to swap places with each other that they’d understand how the other one felt, that when they were saying things that weren’t meant to hurt, that they weren’t meant sincerely, that they were just misunderstood. In some ways, I suppose the basic difference between men and women, where if we could swap places in a relationship, we’d understand each other better, but this, of course, is all theoretical anyway. (Open Interview, 1985)” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

TWO: Jig of Life

At this point in the story, it’s the future self of this person coming to visit them to give them a bit of help here. I mean, it’s about time they have a bit of help. So it’s their future self saying, “look, don’t give up, you’ve got to stay alive, ’cause if you don’t stay alive, that means I don’t.” You know, “and I’m alive, I’ve had kids [laughs]. I’ve been through years and years of life, so you have to survive, you mustn’t give up.”
This was written in Ireland. At one point I did quite a lot of writing, you know, I mean lyrically, particularly. And again it was a tremendous sort of elemental dose I was getting, you know, all this beautiful countryside. Spending a lot of time outside and walking, so it had this tremendous sort of stimulus from the outside. And this was one of the tracks that the Irish musicians that we worked with was featured on.
There was a tune that my brother Paddy found which… he said “you’ve got to hear this, you’ll love it.” And he was right [laughs], he played it to me and I just thought, you know, “this would be fantastic somehow to incorporate here.”

Was just sort of, pull this person up out of despair.

Richard Skinner, ‘Classic Albums interview: Hounds Of Love. Radio 1 (UK), aired 26 January 1992” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

ONE: The Big Sky

Someone sitting looking at the sky, watching the clouds change. I used to do this a lot as a child, just watching the clouds go into different shapes. I think we forget these pleasures as adults. We don’t get as much time to enjoy those kinds of things, or think about them; we feel silly about what we used to do naturally. The song is also suggesting the coming of the next flood – how perhaps the “fools on the hills” will be the wise ones. (Kate Bush Club newsletter, Issue 18, 1985)

‘The Big Sky’ was a song that changed a lot between the first version of it on the demo and the end product on the master tapes. As I mentioned in the earlier magazine, the demos are the masters, in that we now work straight in the 24-track studio when I’m writing the songs; but the structure of this song changed quite a lot. I wanted to steam along, and with the help of musicians such as Alan Murphy on guitar and Youth on bass, we accomplished quite a rock-and-roll feel for the track. Although this song did undergo two different drafts and the aforementioned players changed their arrangements dramatically, this is unusual in the case of most of the songs. (Kate Bush Club newsletter, Issue 18, 1985)” – Kate Bush Encyclopedia

FEATURE: Spotlight: Debbii Dawson

FEATURE:

 

 

Spotlight

 

Debbii Dawson

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WITH one of the best…

PHOTO CREIT: isstudio

official websites I have seen from any artist, it is clear that Debbii Dawson takes care when it comes to every aspect. She is a Minnesota-born artist whose most recent E.P., How to Be Human, was released last year. Next month, she has a string of U.S. dates that will see her take her incredible music to new places. There are not that many interviews from this year. However, I want to include a couple of particularly interesting ones. First, I am heading back to last year and Pop Dust. They spoke with Debbii Dawson around the release of the How to Be Human E.P. This is an artist I feel everyone should listen to:

For her second EP, Debbie Dawson set herself a just about impossible task: figure out how to be human. Yet, the result, How To Be Human, doesn’t purport to have all the answers. Instead, it offers scenes and sentiments of a person simply trying to live in the world — torn between the comfort of solitude and the call of the unpredictable outside world.

One of her major inspirations for the album is Emily Dickinson, she tells me. After grappling with her own reclusive tendencies, Dawson dug into Dickinson’s life and work. In the end, she has resolved not to end up like Dickinson. So she leaned away from her desire to isolate and into her need to create. And we, the audience. are so lucky to reap the benefits.

How To Be Human follows her 2023 debut EP, Learning, a folk-tinged proclamation of her utterly unique singer-songwriter voice. The songs convey the stumbling first-steps of establishing one’s own personhood, filled with musings that are raw and never pedantic. Although the title was exploratory the songs hold clear truths about lessons learned. Dawson’s wisdom is inherited from legendary country songwriters like Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline while her ear for melody was honed by hymns and sharpened by classical music. The result is 70s-inspired folk-pop with songs fit for a cinescape. They’re songs of yearning, but also songs for dancing around your bedroom just to remind you that you’re alive.

Her eclectic influences get even more surprising as she tells me about her writing process — sometimes humming over dishes, sometimes inspired by art she’s consuming. Yes, the Dickinson, but also movies like Shrek. You’ve heard of a wall of sound? Dawson combines her unique musical background, diverse influences, and personal identities to create a tapestry of sound that cocoons its listener and welcomes them into her world”.

POPDUST: The sound really shifts from the first EP to this one. Learning was more folk-inspired, but How To Be Human sounds like ABBA meets Kasey Musgraves. Can you talk through the choices that you were making on both and why you gravitated to this new sound?

Debbii Dawson: When I was trying to find my sound when I first started doing music, I thought I had to pick one lane so as not to confuse people. A lot of that was me actually trying to come to terms with my own identity. And until I did that, the sound didn’t come. So I had to be comfortable being a person in multiple worlds — being a first generation American, being a person of color, growing up in a white town. I had a lot of things to deal with internally. Once I accepted that, the sound came and I realized I didn’t have to pick parts of myself. I could do more than one thing at a time and people would be fine with it.

POPDUST: How did those different parts of your identity impact you as a musician?

Debbii Dawson: Being South Asian, I had a different cultural upbringing and realities than my peers, so my version of what it means to be an American looks different from someone else. Even with other South Asians, it varies so much between us. Musically, I also had so many influences. I grew up with old country music like Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline because that’s the western music my parents, who are immigrants, had access to. And then I grew up listening to a lot of hymns and classical music. And I think you can hear all of those present in the stuff I make. And, of course, older songs like ABBA and later, QUEEN, and really amazing musicians really resonated with me.

POPDUST: When did you start picking out the music that you were listening to, and what were you gravitating to?

Debbii Dawson: I had more of a religious upbringing, so I wasn’t exposed to music a lot of other kids my age were. So I started listening to music for myself probably in middle school. I listened to Coldplay for the first time, and John Lennon, and a lot of Muse. And because I loved classical music too, it was really cool how these people could take from their influences, like blues influences — and I know Coldplay had a lot of influence from hymns as well — and see them make something palatable for people.

POPDUST: Connecting to people and connecting to fans is so special. How do you keep that alive on stage?

Debbii Dawson: It’s a different connection. I was super shy. I didn’t know if I could perform live. I wanted to throw up thinking about it, but I remember doing my first show last year and realizing that I really loved it, and it was different when people are connecting with the music. It’s not about me standing and having people look at me — it’s about what I’m bringing to them. It’s like, here look at this thing. So it’s been nice to connect with people in that way. It’s not me and listeners connecting, but me, the listeners, and the music. So it’s less scary”.

There are a couple of 2025 interviews I really need to get to. I am starting off with Atwood Magazine and their chat from July. Highlighting the track, You Killed the Music - which Debbii Dawson kicked the year off with -, we get to know this incredible artist a bit better. One that has such clear passion and focus. I am really interested to see where she heads now and what her future holds:

For 29-year-old Dawson – who signed to legendary major RCA Records last year, and subsequently released the EP How to Be Human to critical acclaim – “You Killed the Music” is a story of both pain and perseverance. “Like a lot of breakup songs, the story explains how someone hurt me and I got through it,” she tells Atwood Magazine. “In this particular situation, an individual tainted something so pure for me, my love for music. It got to the point where I couldn’t listen to the radio anymore, let alone write or sing, without feeling sad or angry.”

That hurt cuts deep, but it’s the act of rising up and reclaiming her love that gives this song its power. “You killed the music / Left me in ruins / Wrapped up in quiet / Poison with silence,” Dawson sings, her voice trembling with both grief and fire. And yet, what begins in silence doesn’t end there. “I closed the door / And changed all the chords / Then my feet start to move…”

Atwood Magazine: You kicked off the year with the song “You Killed the Music,” an incredibly cinematic anthem full of liberation and an empowering spirit. What's the story behind this song, for you?

Debbii Dawson: Like a lot of breakup songs, the story explains how someone hurt me and I got through it. In this particular situation an individual tainted something so pure for me, my love for music. It got to the point where I couldn’t listen to the radio anymore, let alone write or sing, without feeling sad or angry.

I'm really struck by how freeing this song feels – it's like we're watching a phoenix's rebirth in real-time. What was it about this theme, of renewal and perseverance, that inspired you – in other words, why this topic, why so much passion and emotion behind it?

Debbii Dawson: Every single word in this song is a direct reference to what I was going through, I was having a really hard time so the emotions are very real. I’m singing about music but on a deeper level this song is about any person or circumstance that sucks the life out of you, breaks your spirit, and steals your spark. And then the triumph felt when it doesn’t get the better of you.

I also really love your refrain, “Now all these brand-new melodies keep falling off the tip of my tongue.” It's such a powerful visual, and it brings so much energy to the moment. What do you hope listeners take away from this song, and what have you taken away from creating it and now putting it out?

Debbii Dawson: Thank you! I hope listeners feel empowered and discover resilience they didn’t know they had. For anyone going through something that is leaving you feeling broken, you’re going to be ok. You will be the person you were before again, but whoever or whatever is making you feel that way has got to go!

Making this song was a cathartic experience for me. My heart was so heavy when I went into the studio to write this track, and I left that night floating in the air with a smile on my face.

Now with “Gut Feelings,” you've once again delivered this striking song about self-trust, belief in yourself and your instincts, etc. – it honestly feels like the next step after that initial release in “you killed the music.” What is this song about, for you, and how does it fit into the wider world of Debbii Dawson in 2025?

Debbii Dawson: You’re right! “You Killed The Music” was a song of victory, but “Gut Feelings” is me wishing I never got into that bad situation in the first place. This track is definitely building on the tone of what’s to come both visually and sonically. You can also probably expect more keytar solos in the future.

Just my cornball question over here, but what does trusting your gut feelings look like, for you?

Debbii Dawson: The lyric “trust your gut feeling” is a mantra, a reminder not to doubt myself. I tend to give everyone the benefit of the doubt before I give it to myself. I think for me, it looks like not second-guessing first instincts and being kinder to myself.

You have such an incredible way of harnessing 1980s disco elements and electropop inspired sounds, and bringing them to life in a way that feels fresh and new. Can you talk about your own musical inspirations, and what you hope to convey through these songs?

Debbii Dawson: I grew up listening to a lot of old music, oldies across various genres – country, disco, classical, religious hymns, gospel, jazz… and from several countries/languages as well. Although the range of influences is broad and I don’t always understand the lyrics I’m listening to, I know how a song makes me feel. I’m chasing that magic and I hope listeners can feel it.

For those who are just discovering you today through this writeup, what do you want them to know about you and your music?

Debbii Dawson: I’m a weird girl who makes weird music for weird people. I’ve lived my whole life looking for a place to belong, and music has given that to me. I hope the songs I make can provide that to the world as well”.

 PHOTO CREDIT: Carianne Older for NME

I will end things with NME’s interview from earlier this month. An artist that is “embracing life outside her comfort zone, trading hushed confessionals for glittering pop fused with retro grooves”, I do hope that we get more interviews with Debbii Dawson soon. For anyone who has not discovered her music, do make sure you check her out as soon as possible:

Dawson’s sound is rooted in the eclectic soundtrack of her upbringing: a mix of retro sensibilities and contemporary storytelling that resists easy categorisation. One weeknight might have been spent around the table with her family singing old bluegrass songs in three-part harmony, instruments in every hand. The next, they would be belting gospel standards she learned growing up in the church, or performing for tight-knit congregations at Congolese, Nigerian, Korean, Indian, and Mexican churches.

Those experiences weren’t just musical; they were cultural immersions, each one deepening her understanding of how community and sound intertwine. “It’s a really good way to experience a culture,” she says. “You get to be part of their traditions, and the music is so tied to that.”

Her influences stretch beyond those church halls. She grew up listening to American, Spanish and Italian oldies, classical compositions, religious hymns and old country music. These days, she’s been diving into Japanese city pop and Italian disco, sometimes through hours-long YouTube deep dives. She doesn’t track the Billboard charts obsessively – in fact, she admits she rarely listens to much current pop, which may be why her songs avoid the trappings of trends.

Instead, she treats every element, from chords to production, as part of the storytelling process. “Even if the lyrics are gone, I want the song to still portray the emotion I’m trying to get across,” she says. The studio, she adds, is her playground, a place to be meticulous and experimental, where a track might be stripped back to its essentials or layered until it shimmers.

For Dawson, the true measure of a song has nothing to do with genre or trends. She judges music by a transcendent quality that’s hard to put into words. “The magic is that feeling when something reaches through the speakers and touches you,” she says. “Or makes you smile. I’m always chasing that.” It’s what drew her to the aching ballad ‘Back At Your Door’, her 2024 collaboration with Orville Peck, whose own brand of cinematic country felt like a natural extension of her storytelling instincts.

Her touchstones are as varied as her influences: Whitney Houston for her undeniable, unreplicable presence; the sweeping drama of Hans Zimmer’s Lion King score; James Horner’s romantic swashbuckling in The Mask of Zorro. Film scores were an early lesson for her in how to evoke emotion without words, a skill she now brings into her own songwriting.

PHOTO CREDIT: Carianne Older for NME

When she talks about music, it’s with a mix of spirituality and playfulness. She describes it as something elemental, “like electricity” – a force that existed before humans and was discovered rather than invented. Writing a song, then, is about “tuning into the station” with like-minded collaborators, catching the wavelength that already exists. That process, she says, works best when approached with a childlike spirit: curious, open and always willing to play.

“There’s horrible stuff going on, but I hope what I’m making contributes some light,” she adds. “If someone can listen and feel like they’re not alone, that would feel magical.”

She knows that for her, growth isn’t about abandoning the quiet; it’s about finding ways to carry it into the crowd, then back home again. Sometimes that means company in unexpected forms – like the blue-eyed mannequin head she spotted on the street on her way to a concert. Her best friend named him Fernando, and now he travels with her, tucked neatly into a road case. “He’s usually hanging out during rehearsal,” she says, holding him up to the camera. “He has a secret Instagram page. The fans found out about it. They think it’s me running it, but it’s really Fernando”.

Go and spend some time with Debbii Dawson. Even if I am new to her work, I can identify the fact that she is going to be a huge name. Making music that is irresistible and highly memorable, everyone needs to get behind her. I do hope there are plans to come to the U.K. in the future. People here would love to see her. It is only right that we get to salute…

THE stunning Debbii Dawson!

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FEATURE: Spotlight: Fcukers

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being championed by BBC Radio 6 Music. I am going to get to some biography that, whilst a little out of date, gives us some background and detail about Fcukers. They are an Electronic duo formed in New York City in 2022. It consists of Shannon Wise and Jackson Walker Lewis. Before moving on, Ninja Tune provide some detail about a duo who are getting a lot of attention and buzz right now:

If the protagonist of Daft Punks ‘Da Funk’ was walking around the streets of New York City today there’d be one thing playing on his boombox and it’d be three piece Fcukers. Whilst on his journey throughout the Lower East Side he’d probably end up running into members of the band working nightlife jobs as DJs, throwing parties in local bars and restaurants or simply finding the frequency of Manhattan’s beat and locking in.

Fronted by the energetic and enigmatic Shanny Wise (previously of The Shacks) and backed by producer/night life DJ Jackson Walker Lewis. Fcukers have discovered their own new frequency where a history of playing together and in other projects has led them to syncing on a singular vision built around 90s/00s house music, tasteful trip hop, big beat, indie rock and everything in between.

Having played only a handful of shows in their short existence Fcukers have managed to unite New York and now London’s night life scenes for exhilarating parties with sold out shows at Baby’s All Right, Drom, Sebright Arms and The Market Hotel… where music fans consisting of it girls and boys, skaters, models, culture seekers and more congregate to tap into the Fcukers frequency and dance the night away. Their recent performance at Market Hotel proving the hype is building around the three piece with the likes of Beck, Julian Casablancas, Clairo and Yves Tumor in attendance, joining the crowd of NYC’s coolest kids to catch an early glimpse of Fcukers.

Their debut tracks Mothers and Devils Cut are homages to parties gone before them but moreso to the maestros who such parties were built around such as Saint Etienne, Daft Punk, Chemical Brothers, Coldcut, Todd Terry and so many more. Early reception included NYC house legend Junior Sanchez DM’ing the band to remix both tracks… a perfect nod to the forbearers of house music who so carefully built their own frequencies, and ignited a flame for Fcukers to carry onto dancefloors across the globe. They’ve since been tapped on the shoulder by music legends Lol Tolhurst, Budgie, Jacknife and James Murphy to remix their track Los Angeles with the result being an instant dance floor classic reminiscent of DFA’s golden years.

With only two songs released and a handful of shows under their belt, Fcukers have already garnered plenty of attention from tastemaker artists such as Dom Dolla, Avalon Emerson and Jockstrap performing alongside them across the US. Fashion icon and cultural influencer Hedi Slimane of Celine jumped on Fcukers early, flying the group out to Paris Fashion Week to DJ their closing party. The attention didn’t stop there with the Vans team flying Fcukers out to perform at the House Of Vans and St. Jerome’s Laneway Festival Stages at SXSW Sydney in October. With a stopover to performing in Tokyo they would achieve the feat of having performed their first ten shows across four continents…unheard of in the modern era of music…maybe ever.

Early praise and radio spins have come from the likes of Apple Music’s Wilko along with BBC 1’s Jack Saunders and Ariel Free with the latter lauding “...really really new this band but getting lots of people very very excited…This one has a real vibe and beat to it, gonna get you dancing”.

With a handful of performances across the globe on the cards for Fcukers to close out 2023 they’ll be busy digging deeper into their crates as they work on new music to be released in 2024 with the stage set for the rest of the world to tune in”.

Like many artists I include in this feature, I have to say that I hate their name. Fcukers is objectively a terrible name and one that is hard to say. Also, if you say it like f*ckers, then you won’t be able to on radio. Luckily, the music compensates for a poor choice of group name! Their Baggy$$ E.P. was released last September. Fcukers are playing a run of amazing dates. They have some U.K. gigs coming soon, starting with Gorilla, Manchester on 25th November. There are some 2024 interviews I am going to include before bringing things up to date. NOTION spoke with Fcukers about their debut E.P., Baggy$$. We also learn about the duo’s inspirations and “making music for the rave and late-night introspection”:

There wasn’t much of a creative process, Baggy$$ was more of a gut instinct: “We were working at Jackson’s house, then we were like, ‘Should we put out a song? Hmm, maybe soon,’” explains a blasé Shanny. “Then we were like, ‘Oh shit, what if we booked a show? That’ll force us to finish it.’” Engineered by their friend Ivan, who reached out on Instagram and said he’d do it for “60 bucks”, and often written after rolling in from bars and clubs in the early hours of the morning, the project has the chaotic carefreeness of someone spilling a vodka Red Bull on your trainers in a rave.

In terms of inspiration, Jackson and Shanny have pulled from a rich tapestry of dance music. The clink-clanking drums on ‘UMPA’ sounds straight off an early M.I.A record while ‘Heart Dub’ belongs in the second room of your favourite underground club. ‘Tommy’ on the other hand feels inherently New York. After their show in LA, Fcukers found themselves at Los Angeles State Historic Park DJing with Armand Van Helden, the NYC house legend famous for singles like ‘You Don’t Know Me’ and releasing on iconic house labels Strictly Rhythm and Nervous Recordings. “Armand is like my Kobe Bryant,” says Jackson, but before settling on dance music, they were individually slogging around in mildly successful indie outfits. Tired of the typical band format, they started working separately on solo material, Jackson was taking cues from The Chemical Brothers while Shanny had been getting into reggae and dubstep.

“I had been working on stuff for a while, recording on my own and fucking around,” says Shanny before pausing for a drag of her cigarette: “When I first met Jackson, I didn’t know he was on the same page but I wanted to try electronic music, so it kind of just worked out.” Luckily, he had an early demo of the growling ‘Homies Don’t Shake’, which Shanny agreed to sing on, bringing surrealistic lines like “Silks real, leathers fake, say you’ll DJ at my wake / Blacked out, show up late ‘cause homie don’t shake” to the raw instrumental. They found themselves in the less formulaic and more spontaneous aspects of electronica but haven’t disregarded guitar music entirely. “I still like indie rock; I still listen to rock bands. I play a couple of different instruments, guitar mainly, but I started to feel slightly restricted. We wanted to try something else, just for fun,” says Jackson.

PHOTO CREDIT: 91 Rules

Over the years, the cross-pollination between indie bands and DJs has been palpable. Back home in the UK, inspired by heady nights at the infamous Haçienda and the northern free party scene, bands like Happy Mondays were colliding indie and rave to make something entirely their own. An explosion of pills, thrills and collaborative possibility infiltrated British music: DJs like the late, great Andrew Weatherall started working with Primal Scream and Paul Oakenfold remixed hits from bands like The Cure, The Stone Roses and Massive Attack.

It’s part of the reason for the connection between New York and the UK’s music scene. Until New Order visited The Big Apple in the early ‘80s, their releases were overshadowed by the post-punk of Joy Division. A trip to the iconic discotheque Paradise Garage inspired the disco and electro elements of their subsequent music and convinced them to invest in a new venture, opening the Haçienda with their label Factory Records. “Even The Chemical Brothers used to be called The Dust Brothers because they were so heavily influenced by the US duo of the same name,” acknowledges Jackson. “There has always been an artistic dialogue between us. That’s what I love so much about dance music, it’s about the exchanging of ideas, theft and doing your version of someone else’s thing. In other genres, it’s like, ‘Oh, you ripped us off’, but in dance music, the whole idea of ‘ripping off’ is the pretence, you know?”

Although New York continues to change, Fcukers are constantly finding new ways of using its spaces. From playing in unfinished swimming pools to throwing their EP launch party in an empty dim sum hall, the band prefer venues that are, well, not strictly venues at all. This is part of a blueprint that has undoubtedly made them one of the city’s most exciting and unpredictable acts. As Jackson explains, they don’t announce their shows until days before and rarely adhere to a traditional gig format. “When I used to throw parties as a DJ, you couldn’t announce it a week in advance because people would forget. When we started the band and wanted our gigs to operate like parties, people were like, ‘What are you guys doing?”, but the spontaneity has played into their hands, and as an act looking to challenge what a band can be, it means they have a greater connection with their audience.

“I think there’s this preconceived notion that if you’re a band, you have to play at somewhere like the Shacklewell Arms, the Sebright Arms or wherever: the curfew’s at 11 pm, you have a pint and then everyone goes home. But because we have these dual backgrounds between indie and dance music, we realised that the rules don’t need to be so strict. No one is stopping you from starting a show at 10 pm and performing at midnight, having DJs play before and afterwards. From the very first show, we’ve made sure all of them feel like parties”.

PHOTO CREDIT: Eimar Lynch

I love reading about their origins. How Fcukers have grown from this humble and promising duo – well, actually a trio at one point – and transcended beyond New York. Now a global act with demand around the world, you wonder just how far they can go. FACE spoke with Shannon Wise and Jackson Walker Lewis in December last year. Going back to the earliest days of Fcukers:

In March 2023, Fcukers played their first show at Williamsburg venue Baby’s All Right. Their live set-up – with ex-Spud Cannon drummer Ben Scharf behind the kit, Jackson playing bass and keys and Shanny raving onstage with the mic – appealed to indie kids and clubbers alike. Shanny loved the feeling of fronting a dance act. ​“Having gone from playing every show singing really soft and it’s really chill, to jumping around and everyone’s dancing and cheering and stuff… I was just like: ​‘Oh, interesting! Maybe we should play another show.’”

Then, looking to NYC’s wild post-pandemic party scene, they realised they didn’t want to just stick to the traditional indie rock circuit. ​“You could book a dim sum hall and play at midnight,” Jackson says. ​“People are like: ​‘Oh the shows are so interesting.’ Well, yeah. But in the party sphere, it’s a more common thing to do.”

One month after the Baby’s show, the band got a DM from a scout for Celine. Hedi Slimane, then the French fashion house’s creative director, wanted to shoot them in New York for his legendary Rock Diary, a long-running series of black and white photo collections on super cool indie kids. ​“I was like, this is really surprising, because we are so not his vibe – we wear baggy pants,” says Jackson. Hedi Slimane cancelled the day before, but Shanny, who didn’t get the memo, turned up for the shoot anyway. (“I think I was, like, drunk when you texted me,” she says to Jackson). But a month later, all was forgiven when Celine flew Fcukers to Paris to DJ the label’s closing party for fashion week.

Keen to capitalise on the impromptu Europe trip, they DM’d everyone they knew in London hoping to put on a show, eventually playing the basement of East London pub the Sebright Arms. ​“I didn’t have a place to stay,” Shanny remembers of that July 2023 gig. ​“We played the show the first night, I left my shit at the venue, went out partying and woke up on the couch somewhere the next day.” The London trip was unglamorous, but memorable. They played bongos while tripping on mushrooms at an afters hosted by a member of Black Country, New Road. At the beginning of 2024, Fcukers joined BC, NR on the roster of the Ninja Tune label, which released their debut EP Baggy$$ in September.

Except, wait. Isn’t there something missing from this? Eagle-eyed readers will have noticed that Fcukers used to be a trio. As well as playing drums live and doing press with the band until very recently, Ben has a writing credit on Homie Don’t Shake. Now, all of a sudden, Fcukers are a duo. Jackson tells me that Ben quit the band to go back to school: ​“He always wanted to be a doctor”. With Fcukers, he says that Ben was ​“kind of along for the ride”, and that ​“those six months when we were meeting up in the studio, [it was] always [Shanny] and I. He was never a studio member.”

Jackson groans when I mention a quote from the band’s NME cover story (Ben said that Spud Cannon was ​“some nimby kimby indie rock bullshit” that he and Jackson ​“grew out of”). ​“I wish [Ben] hadn’t said that, because I don’t feel that way – I like indie rock. I don’t feel that way at all.” Shanny, who said in the NME interview that she was ​“over indie shit” when she joined Fcukers, clarifies her stance: ​“I don’t really want to hang [shit] on anyone’s music. It’s all just music and expression”.

There are a couple of other interviews I am including before finishing this feature. It is no surprise that many were hyping Fcukers last year. As DORK write in their introduction for Fcukers, “New York’s wildest electronic duo turned spontaneous chaos and couch-surfing into their ticket to stardom”. Their story and rise is pretty amazing. If you do not know much about the duo, then make sure you follow them and check out their music:

Of course, playing shows around the world is one thing, but you also need the tunes to pack in the suitcase. On the back of their early handful of singles, including remix-fodder ‘Mothers’, this year saw the release of their debut EP ‘Baggy$$’. Made up of a handful of tracks that neatly introduce the pair’s house-loaded inspirations and influences, if the raw-eyed, certain-look artwork didn’t give it away, then the immediate wall-trembling, dust-off-the-shelves rapture-inducing, sing-along igniting ‘Bon Bon’ should give a swift indicator that Fcukers are here to wake you up.

But there’s more than a rabble-rousing round of one styling.

“We felt like it was a fun sampler of our range, where we don’t just make house music,” Shanny explains. “We like a bunch of different kinds of music, and we like to fuck around with a bunch of different styles. So, here you go, here’s some different styles.” For instance, ‘I Don’t Wanna’ smokily oozes a reggae dub heart, while ‘Tommy’ follows this thread to a darker end as it radiates bass with the ferocity of an atom bomb. But there still exists an ease at which Fcukers can electrify with their infectious hooks throughout the head-rush-inducing run of ‘Bon Bon’, ‘Heart Dub’, and ‘Homie Don’t Shake’.

While there are no concerns about being pigeonholed, or at least avoidance of, they are keen to prove that they have a lot more going on. “Stuff that I listen to isn’t always house,” Shanny explains. “It’s a lot of dance hall and reggae and trip-hop, so it was a fun opportunity to showcase that.” It’s helped Shanny’s confidence, too. “Fcukers just feels different, and it’s another side of myself as an artist that I haven’t tapped into as much before,” she smiles. “It’s made me encourage myself to keep trying new things with music and making all different kinds of stuff.”

Having made tremendous strides, there’s no stopping this vibrant wave of energy. Even with all of the opportunities they’ve hungrily gobbled up, it still doesn’t change anything. Fcukers’ only agenda is to have a good time. Currently working on their debut album and other live shows that Shanny remains tight-lipped on (“Jackson will kill me,” she laughs), 2025 looks set to be even stronger. “We’ve been continuously working on music this whole time,” says Shanny. “We have about maybe fifteen to twenty demos and some of them will probably be on there, and then we’re still writing a bunch too.”

But even that seems like a bit too much of a plan. For Fcukers, it’s still most important, above all, to get lost in the noise – their own and in the night ahead. Let’s see where it takes them”.

I am going to end with this feature that was published in May. It collated artists who are getting Gen Z off of their backsides and into the crowds. These musicians who are making music so compelling. I have given Fcukers a hard time for their name. However, when you consider their music and what they are doing right now, you can forgive them that!

That kind of physical release is in demand. The New York–based duo Fcukers, who make guitar-tinged dance music, have grown a fan base through live shows and word-of-mouth hype. Vocalist Shanny Wise and guitarist-producer Jackson Walker Lewis played in separate indie rock bands for years; then Lewis recruited Wise to add vocals to his ’90s dance tracks. In 2023, they played their first live show at Brooklyn’s Baby’s All Right. It sold out. “It was at midnight, we were all fucked up, and everyone was just partying,” says Wise. “A&R people were like, ‘How does this band get all these people to their first show?’ ” says Lewis. Their rise has been propulsive. They were handpicked by Hedi Slimane to DJ a Celine party and have collaborated with LCD Soundsystem’s James Murphy and MGMT’s Andrew VanWyngarden. Their debut album is in the works”.

There is a debut album coming pretty soon. For the moment, try and catch Fcukers if you can. I am fairly new to their music but, after hearing them played a lot on BBC Radio 6 Music, I have become invested. This year has been a busy one for Fcukers. I think that next year will be more eventful and successful. The duo of Shannon Wise and Jackson Walker Lewis are bringing joy to people…

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FEATURE: Back to Black? The Downsides and Complicated Legacy of Indie Sleaze

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The Downsides and Complicated Legacy of Indie Sleaze

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 IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Nash hosts the new eight-part BBC podcast, The Rise and Fall of … Indie Sleaze

romanticising a period of music and culture called Indie Sleaze. It was fashionable and in vogue between 2006 and 2012. Not necessarily only happening in London, the capital was a hub for this party-focused and messy aesthetic. Though its roots can be traced back to the New York in the late-1990s/early-2000s. Although we can reminisce about the vintage clothing and grungy/glamorous look, do we look at that times through rose-tinted glasses?! Artists such as Charli xcx are probably the modern-day epitome of a time in music and entertainment that is over twenty years old. That idea of care-free recklessness and a sense of freedom without much consequence. If that idea of going back to that time or recalling it with fondness seems attractive and escapist against a modern world that is brutal and relentless bleak, it is worth remembering the realities of that time and how difficult it was – especially for women. TikTok particularly is fuelling this narrative and feeling that the Indie Sleaze years were a wonderful and easy time to be around. Maybe it was for some. However, as Emily Maddick recently wrote for Glamour, Gen Z need to stop glamourising and romanticising this time:

There’s a lot of hype around the ‘indie sleaze’ era of the mid to late noughties right now. According to the internet, the media and Tiktok, Gen Z are currently obsessed with the period from around 2006 - 2012; its fashion, its music, its icons. “‘Such a cool time to be alive’: why Gen Z is so nostalgic about ‘indie sleaze’” ran one BBC headline last month. There are thousands of videos on TikTok mythologising this period and heralding its revival, mimicking its makeuplooks, style and trends, with many posts having views in their millions.

Britain was very much the centre of this moment. The fashion was hipster subculture, performativley vintage, mixing 70s, 80s and grunge. Think Kate Moss and Alexa Chung at Glastonbury with their bum-cheek-grazing denim cut-offs; skinny scarves, skinny jeans, scruffy hair, band t-shirts, lashings of gold jewellery; Amy Winehouse with her winged eyeliner, tattoos and tennis dresses holding court at The Hawley Arms in Camden. Topshop Oxford Circus was the fashion mecca - and this month’s revival of the hallowed Brit high street brand, which closed its doors in 2021, has only intensified the indie sleaze revival. Last week, musician Kate Nash, who rose to fame at this time, released a BBC Sounds podcast, The Rise and Fall of Indie Sleaze. The 6-part podcast features interviews with many of the musicians from the British bands that defined this era: The Libertines, The Arctic Monkeys, Razorlight, The Kooks. And while it was these male Brit musicians who provided the soundtrack to this scene, it was their love lives and the party kids surrounding them that provided the scandal. As Kate Nash points out on the podcast:

“By 2007 - the UK music scene had jumped from the pages of music magazines to The Sun, The Mirror and The Daily Mail and the girlfriends who played a big part in this” she says on the podcast.

On her podcast, Kate Nash describes how while it was definitely a liberating, fun and unique moment, it also, “contained a lot of darkness and chaos” adding, “I feel lucky that I grew up in it and lucky that I survived it too.”

And while I really don’t want to be a buzzkill, here are some key points that I believe might prompt the younger generation to reconsider romanticising this unique moment in pop culture history.

Sleaze. The clue’s in the name. Although this moniker has been bestowed on the era posthumously, there’s no getting away from it - it was a sleazy, seedy, grubby, druggy and dangerous time. It was also a horrendous time to be a woman in the public eye.

Yes, I’m talking about the very real, very pervasive and very shitty attitude to women’s bodies that was very much the norm. This was peak toxic diet culture, a time pre the Body Positivity movement (although RIP to that in 2025, thanks Ozempic). The notion that we could actually love our bodies and celebrate them whatever size they were and have women in the public eye extolling exactly that, was completely alien. Skeletal thin was the aspiration. And yes, I know that it was perpetrated by the magazines of the time (who can forget Heat magazine’s circle of shame?) and working in that culture is not something I am proud of. In fact, I remember Amy Winehouse giving an interview to Grazia, published around the end of 2007 and shockingly saying that she believed she only got really famous when she got really skinny. And we now know that eating disorders were just some of the many demons she battled with in her short life.

Also, the very real and pervasive shitty attitude to female celebrities at that time in general - not just their bodies. Nineties ‘ladette’ culture was still hanging around and famous women were held to toxic and damaging double standards. No one spoke about mental health ( and I mean, no one) and the abusive behaviour and predatory power dynamics in the entertainment industry that eventually led to the #MeToo movement of 2017 was standard”.

A new podcast, The Rise and Fall … of Indie Sleaze is available on BBC Sounds. No doubt its influence on today’s artists is huge. A lot of the acts who were popular during the Indie Sleaze years – such as The Libertines, Amy Winehouse, Razorlight, Arctic Monkeys – are influencing today. Noy only in terms of their sound and fashion. Their attitude and how they conducted their careers. It is always amazing when artists look back at genres and times in music and utilise aspects but update them. Make them unique. I will drop in some of the tracks that could be defined as Indie Sleaze bangers or anthems. Songs that takes many of us back to a time that did seem less foreboding and liberated. Living in areas like Camden must have been fascinating at this time. The artists playing there and the buzz of the street! We should look fondly at the music because some terrific artists started during the Indie Sleaze era. It must have been energising for them to see like-minded artists around them. Some classic albums from that time. Amy Winehouse’s Back to Black (2006) and The Libertines’ eponymous album of 2004. Interpol’s Turn on the Bright Lights of 2002. Even though many see Indie Sleaze as a scene that started or exploded around 2006, its origins can be dated and traced back over half a decade before then. This 2024 article from Rough Trade captures the spirit of the time with the album recommendations. Those that were soundtracking the lives of so many people. In terms of what defined the time and where its roots formed, it does sound quite idealistic and evocative:

Sweaty floors, skinny jeans and angular indie rock. The term ‘indie sleaze’ was coined in 2021 to encapsulate the grimy, energetic, carefree sound and aesthetic of a scene which emerged in the early noughties. The music of indie sleaze all shared a distinctive 'hedonistic' aesthetic, one which prevailed in the music videos and the fashion of its artists, in their low-maintenance sometimes kooky clothing, a 'partying chic'. The Instagram account @indiesleaze, run by a Toronto-born creator, has further defined the era, curating a totally engrossing profile dedicated to some of the most iconic and representative pictures and figures of the period - from early 2000s Kate Moss at Glastonbury to BTS photos of the Skins cast.

With its primary origins tracing back to a wave of New York City indie rock bands with a post-grunge attitude (The StrokesYeah Yeah Yeahs and Interpol), indie sleaze broadened over time to become an umbrella for various styles of indie music. The era gave us many albums characterised by their fusion of dance and punk (DigitalismCSS, Mason, Daft PunkJustice, LCD Soundsystem and more) whilst at the same time, many indie sleaze artists were better defined by their pure rock and roll energy, with the likes of Arctic Monkeys, The Kills and The Libertines and later Vampire Weekend prominent in an unforgettable stretch in music's history”.

Those who are using TikTok to shine new light onto Indie Sleaze are probably not aware of how bad and dark it was for so many people. Of course, the music is fantastic and it was an amazing time for many. However, for many others – especially women -, the reality was quite grim. And those who might not have even been alive at the time and are learning about Indie Sleaze through modern acts who are reviving the genre – such as The Dare, as DAZED wrote in 2024 – need to understanding true context and the downsides. Returning to that Glamour article, life for many high-profile women was awful and defined by harassment and abuse. When we think about the music and the ‘good time’, we also need to think about those for whom the Indie Sleaze period was a living nightmare:

Speaking to GLAMOUR, drag queen, DJ and music producer, Jodie Harsh, whose memoir on the noughties, You Had To Be There is published this September, says: “[back then] everything was a little darker, a little later, a little more smudged and ripped-up…" Jodie, who was a staple on the London party circuit - and who was once famously pictured handing out cups of tea to paparazzi with Amy Winehouse outside her Camden home - also recalls how misogynistic it was. “The noughties were a really strange time to be famous and female. The paparazzi were up-skirting eighteen year old girls and hurling abuse outside people’s front doors to rile up a reaction, and images of broken dreams seemed to be what sold the most. It was of course misogynistic, and famous girls were almost expected to put up with the behaviour, as if it was part of the fame contract - a trade-off for making lots of money. We know what happened to Amy, and I don’t know that we’ve learned from it yet”.

I would advise people to listen to the eight-part The Rise and Fall … of Indie Sleaze podcast. We will get a real sense of that period and the incredible music and artists who made so many feel loved, happy and understood. It was quite a free and hedonistic time, though that is not what we should solely remember. It was a hugely important time in music. You can feel the effects and reverberations to this day. However, for so many women in the public eye and out, it was a truly frightening and unrelenting time. If so many right now are romanticising Indie Sleaze and there is this new wave of affection for the cool and party lifestyle, we cannot ignore the grim and sleaze. It is good to remember the music and artists but, in terms of its legacy regarding how so many women were viewed and treated, we really do not want to go…

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FEATURE: Shining a Light on a New Kate Moss-Hosted Podcast: David Bowie: 1970-1975

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Shining a Light on a New Kate Moss-Hosted Podcast

IN THIS PHOTO: David Bowie in 1975/PHOTO CREDIT: Steve Schapiro

 

David Bowie: 1970-1975

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IN THIS PHOTO: Two icons: David Bowie and Kate Moss/PHOTO CREDIT: Ellen von Unwerth

nine years since we lost David Bowie, there is still this massive interest. It was a huge shock to learn of his death in January 2016. Almost a decade after that terrible blow, there has been plenty of retrospection and some posthumous released. The archive is still pretty packed I think and I would imagine more albums and songs coming through. Documentaries and David Bowie books. Even though there are few artists around now you can directly link to Bowie, his influence is spreading right through music and so many other industries. In terms of his fashion and reinventions. So many aspects of his career and life. Such a fascinating artist who released seminal albums. With a career spanning fifty years, there are so many amazing eras and periods where he moved between looks, styles and sounds. Every fan will have their own favourite David Bowie album, period or character. In terms of his most important time in music, one could argue it occurred between 1970 and 1975. From 1970’s The Man Who Sold the World to 1975’s Young Americans, there was this evolution and shift. This artist growing in confidence. Aladdin Sane of 1973 was a huge album. 1975 ended a very productive and successful period for David Bowie. In 1976, Bowie released Station to Station and then, in 1977, Low and “Heroes”. It is startling to see how much he grew between 1970 and 1975. How that five-year period enforced his work for the next few years.

I mention this, because there is going to be a new eight-part series broadcast on BBC Radio 6 Music next month (it is available from 10th September). Music Uncovered, David Bowie: Changeling will be fronted and hosted by Kate Moss. She and David Bowie were friends. No doubt, Bowie’s style and fashion genius influenced Kate Moss. Also, his music was hugely important. Part of a series of shows on the station this autumn, I am excited to learn more about David Bowie’s 1970-1975. This is what Rolling Stone UK said in their feature:

A new podcast series hosted by Kate Moss which explores the life and music of David Bowie is among the new programmes being offered by BBC Radio 6 Music this Autumn.

Music Uncovered, David Bowie: Changeling will see the supermodel, a close friend of Bowie, exploring how the music icon transformed into Ziggy Stardust in the early 1970s and the path he forged to becoming a rock legend.

“David Bowie was a very special person. Someone who was much more than a friend – he was an enigma. So, when the chance came to dive into this extraordinary five-year chapter of Bowie’s life for 6 Music and BBC Sounds, hearing from those who joined him on his creative journey and those he continues to inspire, I was excited to help share the story of such an incredible transformation. This podcast is a real celebration of my friend, a true British icon,” Kate Moss said.

The new eight part podcast will explore Bowie between 1970-75 and features rare and unheard interviews with him, including audio from the BBC Archive and a 2001 chat with Des Shaw, the creator of the podcast.

Other notable names lending their thoughts to the new series include Depeche Mode’s Dave Gahan, Boy George, Edward Enninful, Chrissie Hynde, Elton John, Goldie, Robbie Williams and Twiggy. It will also feature archival interviews from the likes of Lady Gaga, the late Sinéad O’Connor and Lou Reed, and Tracey Emin”.

I am going to end this feature with a playlist collating the best tracks and deep cuts from David Bowie’s albums between 1970 and 1975. I want to look at each end of that half-decade. Starting out with this feature from last year that documents and dissects the making of 1970’s The Man Who Sold the World. This was a moment of real growth and creative breakthrough. A moment that set him on course to stardom. I think David Bowie defined music in the 1970s. This album was the first statement from an artist who would soon be seen as an icon and true innovator:

By March 1970, Major Tom was becoming something of an albatross to his 23-year old earthly counterpart David Bowie. The success of his single Space Oddity, which reached No.5 in the UK and sold nearly 150,000 copies, had pushed up fees for Bowie’s live shows and made him flush for the first time in his six-year career. But the song’s connection to the Apollo Moon landing had coloured it with a novelty status that he was finding it difficult to get past. His latest single, The Prettiest Star, written for his new bride Angie and featuring Marc Bolan on lead guitar, sold only 800 copies and didn’t even make the charts.

Bowie had other troubles on his mind too. He was grieving for his father, who had died a few months earlier at the age of 56. His management contract with Ken Pitt had soured to the point where he wanted out. There was also the delicate matter of his schizophrenic half-brother Terry, who’d been living with his parents. After Bowie’s dad passed away, his mother, unable to cope with Terry, committed him to Cane Hill Asylum. Bowie visited him regularly, but felt increasingly guilty over not being able to do more to help.

Looking back in a 1971 Phonograph interview, Bowie summed up his state of mind at that time: “I really felt so depressed, so aimless, and this torrential feeling of: ‘What’s it all for anyway?’ A lot of it went through that period.”

So it made sense to stay cocooned with Angie in their flat at Haddon Hall, a shambling old Victorian house in Beckenham. Sharing the rent was Bowie’s producer pal Tony Visconti, and his girlfriend. The record that became The Man Who Sold The World began with their late-night conversations about the idea of moving away from singles toward albums.

“We wanted to make an art-rock album,” Visconti said in Dylan Jones’s book David Bowie: A Life. “On the Space Oddity album we had no idea what we were doing. It was all over the map. So we tried something different, something harder. We just threw caution to the wind. It had to be seen by our peers as a work of art rather than just a pop album, as David and I were into the idea of a concept album. The single went out of favour for a while because the likes of Led Zeppelin and Yes were making albums that were outselling singles for the first time We wanted to be seen as a great album group.”

The Man Who Sold The World was released on November 4, 1970 in the US, and April 10 the following year in the UK. Rolling Stone described it “intriguing and chilling”. Phonograph Record praised it for “trying to define some new province of modern music”.

In support of the album, Bowie did a brief tour of US college radio stations, showing up in his Mr. Fish dress, confounding and charming DJs. But since Olav Wyper, his champion at the label, had departed, Mercury did little to promote the record. By early 1971, Tony Defries was already busy engineering Bowie’s move to RCA Victor.

The pushy manager’s increasingly hands-on presence in Bowie’s life ended up forcing Visconti out of the picture and on towards his fruitful partnership with Marc Bolan and T.Rex.

“David was assigning his power to other people,” Visconti said in The Golden Years. “When he meets someone, and he falls in love, forget it. The person’s the one until he’s severely hurt. I said to David: ‘If you go with Tony Defries, I’m not going to go with you.’”

The album enjoyed a brief resurgence in 1974 after Lulu had a UK No.3 hit with her cover of the title track. Produced by Bowie and Mick Ronson, and featuring the Spiders From Mars as a backing band, it veered even further towards the Berlin cabaret feel that was hinted at in the original.

“I didn’t think The Man Who Sold The World was the best song for my voice, but it was such a strong song in itself,” Lulu told author Marc Spitz. “Bowie kept telling me to smoke more cigarettes, to give my voice a certain quality”.

I want to bring in a feature that Dig! published in 2020 that took us inside the making of David Bowie’s Young Americans. That 1975 was another music shift. Not one that thrilled all fans and critics. However, if you look at where he was in 1970 and where he ended in 1975, he had undergone so many changes and was constantly shifting and discovering. Young Americans is one of his most exceptional and underrated albums:

Young Americans was the first Bowie album to offer a truly startling musical about-face. A shift from the doomy glam of 1974’s Diamond Dogs, it featured his take on the soul and funk music he’d loved as a youth, and then fallen back in love with on that album’s US tour, the final leg of which was variously known as The Soul Tour and The Philly Dogs tour, after the sound Philadelphia International Records had minted on their rise to becoming the Motown of the 70s.

Remarkably, Bowie pulled off his transition from red-haired alien to blue-eyed soul boy. Released on 7 March 1975, Young Americans was a Top 10 hit in the US, and its second single, the irresistible sparse funk of Fame, became his first US No.1. Not only that, but in November 1975 Bowie received the ultimate nod of approval when he was invited to be one of the first white artists to perform on the hugely influential US TV show Soul Train. The success of Young Americans gave him the artistic freedom to follow his muse wherever it took him.

“Young Americans, the album Fame is from, is, I would say, the definitive plastic soul record,” Bowie told Playboy in 1976. “It’s the squashed remains of ethnic music as it survives in the age of Muzak rock, written and sung by a white limey.” Despite what he said after the fact, Bowie went out of his way to make his take on R&B and soul as authentic as possible.

While on the first leg of his Diamond Dogs tour, Bowie connected with the soul music ruling the US airwaves at the time, reawakening a deep musical love and providing inspiration for his next move. Over the course of the first leg of the tour (captured on the 1974 album David Live, which had been recorded from 10 to 13 July 1974 at the Tower Theater, Pennsylvania), Bowie began rearranging his own songs and covering classic soul tracks like Eddie Floyd’s Stax hit Knock On Wood, to reflect his new musical crush. When it came to demoing material for his new studio album, he was keen to go to the source of the “Philly sound” – Sigma Studios’ house band, MFSB, a loose group of more than 30 crack studio musicians who’d backed The O’Jays, Harold Melvin And The Blue Notes and The Spinners, while finding huge success of their own with 1973’s Love Is The Message”.

IN THIS PHOTO: David Bowie is seen with a large barking dog while working on the artwork for his album, Diamond Dogs, in London in 1974/PHOTO CREDIT: Terry O'Neill/Getty Images

I will end with this feature from TIME. It was excerpted from TIME’s David Bowie: His Life on Earth, an eighty-page, fully illustrated commemorative edition. Available at retailers and at Amazon.com. It is clear that the first half of the 1970s was a hugely important period for David Bowie. It will be interesting to hear the eight-part BBC Radio 6 Music series about this period. How David Bowie’s 1970-1975 was this fascinating time. One that not only changed his career but the music landscape around him:

Call him clairvoyant: Way back in the 1970s, David Bowie envisioned key parts of our culture today. During the most crucial decade in Bowie’s career, his forward-thinking approach to sexual identity, celebrity image and musical presentation tipped off many of the hot-button issues that currently obsess us. Think about it: the way social media allows us to create alternate selves at will, the manner in which society increasingly views gender as fluid, as well as the theatrical identities of modern stars from Daft Punk to the hip-hop collective Odd Future all have seeds in Bowie’s quick-change run of characters in the ’70s. Ziggy Stardust, the Thin White Duke and the Man Who Fell to Earth, taken together, made a statement that rejected the very notion of a fixed self. At the same time, they gave rock a wholly new theatrical flourish.

Just as prime-time Bowie tried on and discarded characters as blithely as one would clothes, so he ran mad through a dizzying range of musical styles. He made innovations in art pop, glam rock, German industrial music and more, along the way minting a dense discography of classics. During that pivotal decade, he didn’t release a single less than defining work, creating a dozen successive touchstones.

While Bowie’s lithe figure and pretty face gave him an androgynous aura from the start, he didn’t use that role in so focused, and shocking, a way until the U.K. cover of his 1970 album The Man Who Sold the World. It found him draped over a chaise longue wearing a dress and sporting long tresses that seemed less like the hippie casual norm of the day than like something out of old Hollywood. When he appeared in a similar fashion for an interview with Rolling Stone, its writer described him as “ravishing” and “almost disconcertingly reminiscent of Lauren Bacall.” Even so, Bowie’s U.S. label of the era, RCA, reissued the album in a less provocative cover, depicting Bowie in a more common rockstar pose: a macho kick. The music inside led Bowie in a harder-rocking direction than its folk and pop-leaning predecessors. The title track proved enduring enough to inspire an aching cover version by Nirvana on their 1994 concert album, MTV Unplugged in New York.

It was Bowie’s next work, Hunky Dory, that kicked off his classic run. On one level, that 1971 album seemed to boldface the star’s influences, with one track titled “Song for Bob Dylan” and another “Andy Warhol.” A third cut, “Queen Bitch,” nodded to the decadent rock flash of the Velvet Underground. At the same time, Bowie transformed those references into a sound very much his own, marked by high-drama vocals and a deep melodic command. “Life on Mars?” had such a theatrical flair, it later provided a suitable cover for Barbra Streisand. Bowie advertised his ability to move swiftly between all these styles with the album’s opening proclamation, “Changes,” a song that doubled as a mantra.

To that end, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars found him performing in an entirely new guise, as the title character backed by his raging Spiders rock band. “Offstage, I’m a robot; onstage, I achieve emotion,” Bowie said back then of his love of assuming characters. “It’s probably why I prefer dressing up as Ziggy to being David.”

Bowie could have tarried longer on the glam-rock bandwagon he had helped create, but he changed yet again on 1975’s Young Americans. Enlisting a talented but then little known singer, Luther Vandross, who co-wrote a track and helped with arrangements, Bowie offered what he called “plastic soul,” a cheeky label for his co-opting of African-American R&B and funk, heard in hits like the title track and the No. 1 dance standard “Fame.”

Bowie’s description of the music may have advertised its inauthenticity, but that only enhanced his consistent outsider stance”.

The interview archives and unheard audio will be a treat for David Bowie fans. It will provide new context and insight into David Bowie and his 1970s. Contributions from Depeche Mode’s Dave Gahan, Boy George, Edward Enninful, Chrissie Hynde, Elton John, Goldie, Robbie Williams and Twiggy. Those sharing their memories and reasons why David Bowie is so important. His 1970-1975 saw this shift from him becoming this properly established artist at the start of the decade, to this icon by the mid-1970s. Hearing Kate Moss talk about David Bowie and fronting this incredible podcast series. It goes to show that David Bowie is still enormously relevant today. So much to explore and discuss. His legacy and brilliance will…

BURN bright forever.

FEATURE: The Life of a Showgirl: What Impact and Effects Will Taylor Swift’s Twelfth Studio Album Create?

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The Life of a Showgirl

PHOTO CREDIT: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott/Taylor Swift
 

What Impact and Effects Will Taylor Swift’s Twelfth Studio Album Create?

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 IMAGE CREDIT: TAS24/Getty Images for TAS Rights Management/Guardian Design

Taylor Swift announced the release of her twelfth studio album, The Life of a Showgirl. You can pre-order the album here. This TIME article writes how the release and announcement is essentially Swiftynomics. This term is the title of an upcoming book,, Swiftynomics: How Women Mastermind and Redefine Our Economy, that is expected on 27th January, 2026. “Swiftynomics assesses the complex economic lives of American women. Drawing insights from pathbreakers like Taylor Swift, Misty Heggeness digs into the data revealing women’s hidden contributions and aspirations—the unexamined value they create by following their own ambitions. She confronts misconceptions about the roles women play in today’s economy by highlighting the abundance of productive activity occurring in their daily lives and acknowledging the barriers they still face”. There are positives and negatives associated with this album announcement. In terms of what it will do for the music and gig economy. It is a moment of positivity in a very bleak moment of history:

On Aug. 12, Taylor Swift announced her 12th original studio album, The Life of a Showgirl and a sparkly orange era on her website.

This news spread like a ray of golden sunshine, cutting through some bleak headlines for women. The Bureau of Labor Statistics lost its female leader because President Donald Trump did not like the published jobs numbers. And as TIME reported, this labor market data also revealed that women are leaving the labor market in droves

The next day on New Heights, Jason and Travis Kelce’s podcast, Taylor complimented Travis’ sweatshirt. “Thanks, sweetie, it’s the color of your eyes,” responded Travis, sending Swifties into a tailspin.

Finally, Swift revealed more details. Her album will be released on Oct. 3 and she shared its artwork and tracklist. The announcement is not just a reflection of modern American gender dynamics, but a masterclass in modern advertising.

In less than 24 hours, everything turned orange. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was in on it. The Empire State BuildingNew York Times Square, and the Kansas City Union Station lit up in orange lights Tuesday evening. M&MsPlaydoh, and Sesame Street came out to play, flouting orange and the number 12 in honor of Taylor Swift’s twelfth album. The Olive Garden flashed a garlic bread turned showgirl in honor of the era’s new album title. Petco brought out Meredith, Taylor’s cat, in an orange haze. Even Aquaphor hand lotion showed up in sparkle. The list of brands getting in on the mania went on and on.

Orange became the new social marketing technique. Business classes in universities across the nation will ponder Taylor’s successful grip on our psyche. With the economy-moving Eras Tour behind us, companies had caught on to Swift’s success even if they could not understand how she had done it. They were grasping for the attention of Taylor’s fans, riding the coattails of her brand.

But what is Taylor’s brand? “I am in the business of human emotion,” said Swift while discussing her decision to buy back her music catalog from the private equity firm Shamrock Capital with Jason and Travis. “I would so much rather lead heart-first in something like this.” Not music, not entertainment, not writing, but human emotion.

And though Swift maintains she has not made such business decisions because of the projected returns or dividends, her emotion-focused approach has still been key to her success. Throughout her career, Swift has remained true to herself and invested in getting to know and understand her audience. She builds her product around human emotions—hers and ours.

The day before the announcement, I had been working with a librarian discussing how to build research muscle among a new class of incoming freshmen who would be taking my new class, The Academic Lore of Taylor Swift. The librarian began telling me she came to the fandom late, that the romance between Taylor and Travis really drew her in because it gave her so much joy to watch.

More than a million listeners tuned in to the New Heights podcasts the night of Swift’s announcement. The emotional tug of a new announcement or any crumb of new information into the life of the artist had a magnetic pull far and wide. Human emotion sells.

In critical, historical moments like the one we are in now, where immigrants are being unfairly targeted by the federal government, inequality is ever increasing, and moms cannot catch a break in the labor market, it sells even more. As advertisers continue paying attention to who’s controlling the market today, they’ll look to megastar influencers like Taylor Swift and latch themselves to her sparkly orange belt.

She will, in turn, look to her fans who are more than happy to dig deep into their pockets for a chance to experience the human emotions she’s selling, whether via CD, vinyl, cassette, and any other form. Maybe all of her fans won’t buy the orange Playdoh, but they will buy the music that she ever-so-delicately, perfectly, and precisely laid out to a sound track—and they will devour it. She’ll make them happy in what might be seen as otherwise depressing times.

This is what I call “Swiftynomics.” It is women’s ability to dominate consumption and marketing patterns by harnessing their human experiences for economic benefit. It is women investing in one another, and it thrives today, even in these challenging times”.

PHOTO CREDIT: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott/Taylor Swift

There are a lot of positives in what TIME write. How her fans will get an opportunity to purchase this new album on a variety of formats. That is will boost physical music sales. Also, the excitement over an album release. In the modern age, can artists generate the same kind of fervour and anticipation as decades ago? Ass we can stream albums and so much music is out there, the fact Taylor Swift can get people buying physical music in such huge quantities is to be applauded. In spite of her enormous wealth, it is inspiring that she is this successful businesswoman. Someone who took bac control of her music and has re-recorded studio albums. Someone who deals in human emotions and felt like, at a point in her career, she was being taken advantage of and her rights and control was being taken away. Now, as the biggest artist in the world, she is inspirational to other women in music. Someone who will give a leg up to other artists. If the recent Eras Tour was a record-breaking phenonium, when she tours this album, what impact will that have?! Something even bigger! They could have hugely positive impact on the towns and cities she plays. Also, a new Taylor Swift album is going to be quality thing. She is not an artist who sells and is successful because of hype. The songwriting is always incredible. At thirty-five, Taylor Swift is recognised as one of the finest songwriters in the world. You feel she could be releasing music for decades.

PHOTO CREDIT: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott/Taylor Swift

Seeing this powerful and accomplished woman at the forefront of the music industry is incredible. Someone who has all this success but is very much not someone who does it for money. She gives money to charity and helps others. With each album comes a new persona and a sense of reinvention. Like Madonna in the 1980s and 1990s, here is a huge global superstar who is growing bigger and bigger. I am very pleased that there is going to be this whole campaign and aesthetic. The visuals of the album and photoshoots. What the songs will be about and whether the album will be conceptual. Is it charting a fictional showgirl and her life or discussing Swift’s own experiences of being a modern showgirl in a sense. Her life on the stage and being under the lens all of the time? According to the Wikipedia page for the album: “Swift described the project as a vibrant and lively album about her life as an entertainer. The Life of a Showgirl contains 12 songs, with Sabrina Carpenter featured on the title track. Photographed by Mert and Marcus, Swift adopted a provocative, showgirl-inspired, orange theme for the album; journalists described it as the most glamorous and flamboyant visual aesthetic of her career. She announced the album on the August 13, 2025, episode of New Heights, the sports podcast by Jason and Travis Kelce, which became the most-watched podcast premiere ever”.

PHOTO CREDIT: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott/Taylor Swift

There are mixed blessings regarding the potential explosion that will come with The Life of a Showgirl. The song titles are already out there. The Fate of Ophelia and Elizabeth Taylor. Actually Romantic. Maybe a mix of personal insights and nods to historic and contemporary women. Swift has created this new aesthetic and colour scheme for The Life of a Showgirl. However, as The Times write, has a more girl-next-door and ‘innocent’ look and appeal been replaced by something more provocative, unwholesome or risqué?!

Clad in a silver bejewelled bralet and fishnet tights, Swift has leant into the traditional showgirl aesthetic for the album’s artwork, complete with bedazzled corsetry, ostrich feathers, and of course, her trademark red lipstick. In various snaps, taken by the legendary fashion photographers Mert Alas and Marcus Piggott, she pouts and looks suggestively down the camera lens, all vampish insouciance. Like a sad, sexy siren.

Is it all a touch … male gaze? Unlike some of her industry counterparts, including Sabrina Carpenter, with whom she collaborated on the album’s title track, Swift has never been one to sexualise her public image. At least not quite so explicitly, anyway. Of course, regardless of what she wears and does, Swift has always been subjected to just as much (if not more) objectification as any other woman in the public eye. But sex hasn’t been something she’s centralised, or even discussed.

That looks set to change with this album, which could be her most illicit yet. There’s even some erotic melancholy too. The album’s first track, The Fate of Ophelia, aligns with artwork featuring a recreation of John Everett Millais’ painting depicting the tragic Shakespearean character drowning after she has been driven to madness.

PHOTO CREDIT: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott/Taylor Swift

While I’m all for women celebrating their sexuality, particularly if they’ve been relentlessly slut-shamed for most of their adult and teenage lives, I can’t help but feel that this sultry new era is out of sync with everything Swift has told us about who she is: the one we can relate to rather than look up to, the goofy best friend rather than the unapproachable hot girl, the one in the bleachers rather than the cheer captain. She’s someone you’d spend hours trying to decode a man’s texts with; the woman you’d recruit for a mission to make your ex jealous. Part of her popularity is rooted in the fact that she’s always felt like one of us.

That’s not to say Swift can’t or shouldn’t reinvent herself — if anything, that’s what her record-breaking Eras tour was all about. But if The Life of a Showgirl is all coquettish glances, flirty poses and fluttering eyelashes, it’s going to inevitably feel less like an album that’s for the girls, and more like one for the boys.

Suffice to say, this diehard Swiftie is a little wary of the Showgirl era. Like most businesses, music moves where money goes, and given Carpenter’s success, this new album could well be the result of industry juggernauts trying to cash in on what’s doing well right now. I’d like to give Swift a little more credit than that; she’s never been one to bend to trends”.

IN THIS PHOTO: Madonna/PHOTO CREDIT: Madonna

Artists like Madonna broke down barriers and blazed a trail for women who followed. She received so much criticism and misogyny when her work became more expressive, revealing and sexual. Have we taken a step back when it comes to how huge female Pop artists are judged when they are independent, confident and push boundaries?! In terms of the images, others have said how Swift is sparkly and fabulous. A classic showgirl. Others noting how Swift has taken back control of her image and body. Some have noted how the cover for The Life of a Showgirl could be Taylor Swift’s reference to John Everett Millais's Hamlet-inspired painting, Ophelia. Not the first time a women in Pop references this. Kate Bush, in promotional images for Hounds of Love’s second side, The Ninth Wave, embodies images of Ophelia. I think, like Sabrina Carpenter and her upcoming album, Man’s Best Friend, too much attention could be on sex. People judging Taylor Swift and her image rather than focusing on the music. I wonder about potential negative impacts on Taylor Swift’s mental and physical health. Her Eras Tour, running from May to December 2024, became the highest-grossing concert tour of all time. Is there pressure to top that?! What impact will that have on her life? Someone whose privacy and personal life are exposed and discussed constantly, has she reached a point where the hysteria and adulation means people are expecting bigger and bigger?!

IN THIS PHOTO: Sabrina Carpenter, seen here at the GRAMMYs earlier this year, will feature on The Life of a Showgirl’s title track (Taylor Swift’s twelfth studio album is released on 3rd October)/PHOTO CREDIT: Kevin Mazur/Getty Images

Also, many artists feel like Taylor Swift is taking too much focus away from others. Her albums stream in the billions and the money she generates is immense. Is the industry being too dominated by one person? Is that a good thing? The Life of a Showgirl could well create records and lead to massive things. Taylor Swift going down in history as the most important artist ever. However, her relationship with Travis Kelche could also be impacted. How much time and privacy will they have when this new album is released?! You do wonder whether they can ever be an ordinary couple. Instead, there is a danger that their every move will be scrutinised! Laura Snapes, writing for The Guardian, asked if The Life of a Showgirl will propel Taylor Swift to almost unseen levels of fame and success. Is this more of a bad than good thing?! What impact will that have on Swift and the music industry as a whole? Something that will make her and Travis Kelche famous beyond words, is this their plan all along? In some ways, the multi-format campaign for her previous album, The Tortured Poet’s Department (2024) and its excess has led Taylor Swift to rethink a bit and revise her promotional angle. Despite a demand which will exceed all her other albums, some lessons have been learned:

Swift’s new album does not arrive until 3 October, but this week’s edition of the industry newsletter Record of the Day led with a tongue-in-cheek congratulations to “everyone at EMI and Taylor Swift on her latest No 1 album The Life of a Showgirl”. Supernova success is a foregone conclusion: last year’s introspective The Tortured Poets Department (TTPD) was the first album to pass a billion streams in its first week, reaching 1.76bn.

IN THIS PHOTO: Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift after Kansas won the AFC Championship in January/PHOTO CREDIT: Ashley Landis/AP

Swift is beloved on an unfathomable scale. She is one of the last monocultural pop stars. You suspect she could have toured Eras for five years and still sold out every night. Her devout Swifties, casual pop fans and curious rubberneckers will likely propel Showgirl past TTPD’s record, such is the critical mass behind her, no matter what it sounds like. Her reign, says Annie Zaleski, the author of Taylor Swift: The Stories Behind the Songs, is unprecedented because “she’s so consistent and continuing to evolve”.

But on the podcast, Swift sounded surprisingly aware of the limitations of TTPD – too wordy, too long, too downbeat – and keen to course-correct. That project, she said, had been about “catharsis”, “mess” and “rawness” following an apparently humiliating fling with the 1975’s Matty Healy. TTPD comprised 16 songs; and on release day, Swift dropped a previously unannounced 15-track sister album, The Anthology. For Showgirl, she said she craved “focus and discipline”: just 12 songs going behind the scenes of her Eras life, with “melodies that were so infectious you’re almost angry”. She made a surprising admission about her recent quality control: “Keeping the bar really high is something I’ve been wanting to do for a very long time.”

Swift’s monitoring also cannot have failed to note that her brand of hermetically sealed, grown-up pop has been ceding ground to Roan, Sabrina Carpenter and Charli xcx, who have seized culture’s centre with less inhibited and far rowdier hits than the exacting Swift has ever made. Or perhaps ever could: one insurmountable difference is that Roan and xcx are unlikely to ever monitor fan desire or cater to it. And Martin, despite being second only to John Lennon and Paul McCartney for having the most US No 1 singles, has waned as a hitmaker. “I don’t think she can get ahead of those artists because she’s such a millennial pop star,” said a publicist for comparably superstar acts who asked to remain nameless. “She can’t create trends like those younger artists because they have a lot less to lose.”

There is a sense that Swift is catching up: that she’s clocked criticisms, read the room. She released 19 physical variants for TTPD, and was accused of exploiting fans and damaging the environment with excess vinyl production, a practice Billie Eilish has called “wasteful”. Showgirl appears to have a fairly industry-standard four. She is also competing with herself: if there is a tour, says the music business expert Eamonn Forde, it will have to take a significantly different form to Eras – residency-style, perhaps Vegas or in a bespoke venue, as recently done by Adele – to avoid unfavourable comparisons to the biggest tour of all time”.

A new Taylor Swift album can not simply be an album. It is a campaign, an era. A new invention. A chapter! It is a potential globe-straddling, billion-dollar industry that could be released on multiple formats, have reissues and a new album of extras and then lead to a gigantic tour that breaks records and sees Swift pushing the limits of what a live show could be. Will she be able to sustain a string of sets that last three hours or more?! At what point does she have to strip back and slow down? And will Swifites (the name for her fanbase), the industry, critics and everyone allow that?! I like to think of the positives. The excitement fans are feeling. The quality of the songs and seeing a Pop artist take back control of her music and, with it, releasing new albums that are influencing women and girls around the world. Artists coming through that cite Swift as an idol. I want to end with exerts from an article from Rose Gallagher for Stylist. She explains that fans are excited about The Life of a Showgirl because Taylor Swift fandom and admiration is an antidote to loneliness:

The Eras tour changed the way I saw live music. Since then, talking to fans has become a real passion project of mine. Meeting Chappell Roan’s fans at her concerts and making videos of their outfits has been one of my favourite ever projects. I also got a real-life lesson that you can’t judge a book by its cover when I covered the final Ozzy Osbourne gig. Those heavy metal fans were some of the nicest people I’d ever met – I’ve never been in a friendlier fandom.

The reason the internet is in a meltdown about Swift’s next album, The Life Of A Showgirl, is that we can get excited about it together. It’s a shared joy. We won’t just listen to it in the comfort of our homes – we’ll savour it as a collective. TikTok will be awash with fan theories. YouTube tutorials will emerge recreating Swift’s make-up from her music videos. We’re all invited to bask in the digital footprint, and it connects us.

So, just why do we crave these connections with other people? The truth is, when we get older, we can love our friends and be in different life cycles – and this can sometimes feel exceptionally lonely. Some of my friends are raising young children. I can’t relate and I never will, as I have decided I want to be child-free. Many are trying to conceive, and the road isn’t smooth; I’m thinking of three different friends right now. It’s a heartbreak like no other for them and there are no words of comfort for a sadness like that. Then there’s me, caring for elderly parents and knowing that one day our shared responsibility for my brother with special needs will be mine. Every day feels like I’m growing apart from my friends, even though they’re some of the people I love the most in my life. They can’t relate to me and I can’t relate to them. We support one another, for sure, but without a connection to someone who really gets it, you can feel very alone.

Being in a fandom like Taylor Swift’s, you find an antidote to the loneliness. For a moment, someone truly understands your excitement. Something as simple as looking at memes on Instagram is a moment of total bliss. You understand the jokes. You know the lore. You get the references. You finally have people who truly get what you’re excited about, and they feel it too. It’s a nice feeling”.

On 3rd October, we will see what Taylor Swift’s twelfth studio album has to offer. The Life of a Showgirl seems to beckon in a new phase. The album cover is colourful, bright and poetic at the same time. Compared to black-and-white images for the covers of The Tortured Poets Department, folklore (2020) and reputation (2017), this is an update of a cover like 2019’s Lover. The twelve tracks of her twelfth studio album are intriguing. With only one collaboration (the title track will feature Sabrina Carpenter) and maybe not the same excessiveness of The Tortured Poet’s Department (multiple formats ands repacking did seem a bit too much!). Above all else, The Life of a Showgirl is the latest scene and chapter from…

A modern-day cultural phenomenon.

FEATURE: Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty: Sixteen: The Album's Promotion, Launch Party, and Bringing It to the Stage

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Kate Bush’s Hounds of Love at Forty

IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush at the Hounds of Love launch party at the London Planetarium on 9th September, 1985/PHOTO CREDIT: Dave Hogan/Getty Images

 

Sixteen: The Album's Promotion, Launch Party, and Bringing It to the Stage

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a couple of promotional interviews for Hounds of Love, talk about its launch party – that took place on 9th September, 1985 -, and conclude with some words about Kate Bush bringing this album, and especially The Ninth Wave, to the stage in 2014. However, as Hounds of Love was released on 16th September, 1985, it is almost forty. It is wroth going back four decades and the promotion Bush was doing. This was an album that did not break her in America, though it did get her a lot of positive reviews. It reached thirty on the US Billboard 200.  An album that has been reissued, remastered and performed almost in its entirety on the stage, you wonder what else you can do with it. I shall end with that. I would love to see the album’s songs covered, reworked and remixed for its fortieth anniversary. Artists and producers taking a song and making them their own. However, let’s start with a couple of interviews. In 1985, many thought that Kate Bush was done. That her career was over. Consider the sound of 1982’s The Dreaming and how experimental it was. Many were not expecting another album, let alone one that was both commercial and ambitious. Her most acclaimed work. Journalists having to interview Kate Bush without realising (in some cases) how good the album was. That this masterpiece would be unleashed. I am going to start out with this interview from Keyboard/Totally Wired/Songwriter that was published in early 1985. Bush not only discussing the new album and having her own studio. We learned about some of the technology and keyboards that she had to work with:

Your vocal arrangements are often complex enough to suggest that a keyboard instrument was involved in coming up with the parts. Is this the case?

"Sometimes the backing vocals just come in automatically as part of a song when I'm writing it. Other times, maybe it won't be until I've recorded the main voice and a few events in the song. And then I'll think it needs something there. Those are really the two extremes: I either come up with the backing vocals in the initial writing, or I hear a hole that needs filling. Whether I build up a really thick, grand vocal depends on the song. If the song needs that, then I'll just overdub the voice and build the vocals up. If it's a very intimate song between the singer and the subject matter, then you'd write it with just one voice."

You process your voice quite a bit.

"I'm sure there are quite a few people like me who really prefer the sound of their own voice when it's affected a bit. To hear your own voice absolutely straight with nothing on it can be very painful. Again, it depends on what the songs are about."

Where do you work your songs out?

"I've had a home studio for the last few years. For this album, we put together a master home studio. The difference it makes is fantastic. The obvious difference is that we're not paying a phenomenal amount of money every hour for a London studio. That makes you feel so much more relaxed. The amount of pressure that the studio situation puts on you is quite surprising. You also feel a lot freer to experiment."

We understand that before, you'd do the demos and often not be able to duplicate the same feeling in the studio.

"I think that's one of the most impossible things to do, and everyone in the business must have it happen to them. You do a demo and it's the song, the spontaneity of how you put it down, that little inflection in the voice there, or something in the demo says it all. Even though the vocals are rough and the drums are out of time, it's got the feel of the song. Them you come to master it and it's not there. It's too fast or too clean. It's just not the same. Trying to recreate the moods of something you did so spontaneously can be so impossible. What we've done on this album is make the demos the masters. We demoed in the studio so that there were no demos anymore. They've transformed into the masters."

When you started working with electronic instruments, did you start listening to what other people were doing?

"Yes, you can't help but hear other people's electronic music. music is an inspiring thing to hear. But unfortunately, 99% of my time is eaten up listening to my own and nothing else. And then, it's only listening to what I'm working on at that moment. When I'm finished, I go through these big phases of listening to other people's stuff. It's so exciting."

Who do you listen to at those times?

"I'm particularly into a label called Windham Hill. That's beautiful music--absolutely gorgeous. And there's a German label called ECM that has a lot of jazz-rock music. One of my favorite artists there is (bassist) Eberhard Weber. He's fantastic [Weber appears on The Dreaming]. I find that the most enjoyable thing for me to do when I get in from the studio, other than listen to music, is to watch videos. My ears are so tired. You get such a form of concentrated listening--you've got to listen for clicks and drums and the voice...So when you get back, you want to rest your ears and let your eyes watch rubbish for half an hour."

Why do you sometimes use other musicians to play certain keyboard parts on your records? Listening to your piano playing, you wouldn't have any trouble covering the parts that they play.

"Well, I don't play the Synclavier. I play the Fairlight, but I didn't have a Fairlight of my own until the last album, and that was only towards the end of it. In fact, that's why I had to get people in. I had to hire their Fairlight and Synclavier and I had to have them play it as well-- until I had my own."

What do you have in your studio?

"We have a Soundcraft mixing deck, a Studer A-80 tape machine, lots of outboard gear, and Q-lock. We normally use 48 tracks now, even if it's for a vocal idea or something. 24 tracks doesn't seem to go anywhere with me. And the Fairlight, of course. We have a room simulator called a Quantec, which is my favorite. It would be lovely to be able to draw the sort of room you wanted your voice to be in. I think that's the next step”.

I want to highlight one more interview before moving on because, sadly, it was pretty typical. In terms of the language used and some of the patronising and condescending language! Maybe not reserved to male journalists, there was this somewhat sneering and belittling tone. However, whilst there is plenty of that here from Melody Maker’s Ted Nico, we do get some typically professional and interesting answers from Kate Bush. Someone who had to encounter so many inept and insulting interviews.

Over the past two years the name Kate Bush has once more receded to the back of the common consciousness, joining the smoldering ember of The Buzzcocks, et al - set for the scrapyard. Yet once more she has confounded the rumour-mongers who had already pronounced her the Lady Lucan of pop, missing presumed dead. Once more she has created an album to besot and bewitch the coldest of hearts. Once more she has come out of her isolated refuge with the charm of a siren, and the innocence of a child. Ms. Bush is incapable of growing old, she has merely grown up.

But what, you ask, has sister Kate been doing during this hiatus, this self-imposed exile? As usual Kate explains much, but reveals precious little, slamming the doors of privacy with a single coy look.

"After the last album, I had to promote it, and that took me to the end of '82, so it hasn't really been that long. My life is quite extreme really; I go from a very isolated working situation, to going out and promoting my work and being very much a public creature. After you've ben through months of that kind of over-exposure, you're left feeling a bit shell-shocked. I need to take some time off and go somewhere quite different to write this new album. I didn't want to produce it in the wake of The Dreaming."

A wise move. Music vogues move with such alacrity, that two years off can finish off a career. In fact, such a time-span is the beginning and the end of most groups lifespan!

"I didn't really bother thinking about that sort of thing. I spent the time seeing films, seeing friends, building my own studio, and doing things I hadn't had a chance to do for ages."

Things? You couldn't elaborate on what these strange and wondrous things would be. Trout fishing? Hang-gliding? Hamster hunting?

"I found an inspirational new dance teacher," Kate replies with growing enthusiasm. "The teacher's energy made me really enthusiastic about writing again."

And once again the conversation turns back to the studio. Kate talks about her beloved studio a great deal - a great deal more than she's willing to chat about herself. She really doesn't have any hobbies, mainly because they wouldn't be beneficial to her work - the subject around which her entire universe evolves. The one exception is an avid interest in archery. And even this she has turned toward work, with the cover shot of the new single, believing it to be symbolic of Cupid's bow - an image which ties the threads of the single together.

And so, naturally, we turn to Kate's new album, Hounds Of Love, and the current success of the new single. Another new departure? Another rebirth? Another quest for new pastures?

"Yes, I wanted something new, and to begin with it was extremely difficult. All the songs I seemed to write sounded too much like the last album. I've never seen any point in repeating things you've already done before. I think it's a dangerous thing not to search for new ways of approaching songs. Too many people sit and think 'it'll just come to me', instead of getting off their arses and going for it."

Kate, of course, is far too polite to name names...

"If you get out and go for things then those things will come to you. I think it's too easy to wait and expect things just to come to you."

A certain Mr. M. Thatcher said similar words, but this time they ring with verity. Must be her smile. Kate's new studio, hidden away in the overgrown wilds of Kent, enable her to exorcise the ghosts of The Dreaming without sending EMI executives into prolonged thromboses over the expense of the operation.

"The pressure of knowing the astronomical amount studio time cost used to make me really nervous about being too creative. You can't experiment forever, and I work very, very slowly. I feel a lot more relaxed emotionally now that I have my own place to work and a home to go to."

Sitting on floor cushions, drinking cups of tea, I can't help thinking if things got any more relaxed they'd be sound asleep. Speak more of the new material Kate. Speak words of love...

"This time I wrote a lot of songs and just chose the best ones to put on the A side of the album. I like to think there's not a song there that's been put there for padding. Sometimes people get the impression that if you take a long time over something that you're literally going over the same piece again and again, and instead of making it better, you're making it worse. I hate to think I've ever done that.

This striving for perfection might well be cause by fears about disappointing her audience or her pet cats. The longer the wait, the greater the expectation.

"There are always so many voices telling me what to do that you can't listen to them. All I ever do is listen to the little voices inside me. I don't want to disappoint the little voices that have been so good to me."

Of course not. The finely-tuned songs that made the final selection on the album differ greatly from the diversions of previous albums. They are all love songs (sigh) using elemental imagery that form a cogent and cohesive panoply of emotion. A search and struggle to secure some sort of meaning. The discovery that although you can strip away everything form a person, there will always be a residue of love awaiting resurrection. Sounds mawkish doesn't it? Jane Austin world have loved it. All those over expressive vocals and delicate orchestrations channelled into such pathos. Sounds risible, doesn't it?

Yet the songs' style and eloquence rise above bathos through their haunting overtones. Phantasmagorical voices tilt the rose-coloured world off its trite axis with jagged eerie phrases. Outside observations are slanted metaphors revealing states of mind. No longer are we presented with the eclectic collage of The Dreaming whose continual shifts and spirals allowed an escape with diversity. No longer is the entire story of Houdini crammed into three minutes, until a new fable takes up the torch. Now the texture is more subtle, the production more adroit, and the mesmerism unrelenting.

"The last album contained a lot of different energies. It did take people to lots of different places very quickly and some people found that difficult to take. I think this album has more of a positive energy. It's a great deal more optimistic.

"I rather think of the album as two separate sides." How astute. "The A side is really called Hounds of Love, and the B side is called The Ninth Wave. The B side is a story, and that took a lot more work - it couldn't be longer than half an hour, and it had to flow. This time when you get to the end of one track, what happens after it is very affect by what's come before. It's really difficult to work out the dynamics within seven tracks. The concept took a long time."

Whoops! There goes that word again. Concept - a word mauled by the memory of Floyd, flares, baked lentils and chronic boredom. It took some time to extract my nails from the ceiling and climb back down to earth. It took even longer to summon up the courage to ask what this concept might entail. Kate looks upset that I'm not jumping up and down with ecstasy.

"It's about someone who comes off a ship and they've been in the water all night by themselves, and it's about that person re-evaluating their life from a point which they've never been before. It's about waking up from things and being reborn - going through something and coming out the other side very different."

Sounds suspiciously like The Ancient Mariner revisited...

"Oh no! It's completely different. It ends really positively - as things always should if you have control."

And Kate certainly has that. From the writing, recording, performing, production of her tunes to the choreography on the accompanying video. As usual the visual imagery is gleaned from a wide variety of sources: from the films of Godard, Herzog and Coppola, to The Book Of Dreams, yet their accretion with Kate's own personal fears and desires is shrouded in mystery.

"There are many films that you don't think much of at the time, but weeks afterwards you get flashbacks of images. Sometimes films like Don't Look Now and Kagemusha have really haunted me. You don't necessarily steal images from films, but they are very potent and take you somewhere else - somewhere impossible to get to without that spark."

At this moment it is difficult to see how such a placid, genteel, and downright normal musician could ever produce songs like "Get Out Of My House" and "Sat In Your Lap". Perhaps some strange transformation takes place over when she is asleep!

"Yes, I have very strange dreams you know. Over the years I've collected the most incredible star cast of them. Very famous people come and visit me."

Curiouser and curiouser...

"Peter O'Toole came round to dinner last week and my mum met him and thought he was wonderful. Keith Moon often comes round for tea as well. I have a lot of vivid dreams, most of which I can't mention. The images I get from them sometimes bleed into my songs”.

Navigating a plethora of interviews and having finished this enjoyable but hard production, Hounds of Love was ready for the world. I do think that the choice was ideal. Even though it is not there anymore, on 9th September, 1985, Kate Bush launched Hounds of Love at the London Planetarium on Marylebone Road. She looked fantastic dressed in purple! Matching the album cover’s colours and accompanied by her then-boyfriend Del Palmer. He engineered the album and played on it. A perfect location to launch this dazzling album that is very much about nature, the natural world and the wider universe. Songs like Hello Earth take us above the clouds and have us look down from space. I think that, technically, the Hounds of Love launch party was in the Laserium. There was a lot of press focus on Kate Bush and the fact that arrived arm in arm with Del Palmer. It was not known by all that they were an item. Rather than celebrate this wonderful album, there was a lot of chatter about her love life! However, it was an eventful and successful night. A drunk Youth (who played bass on the album’s track, The Big Sky) called Palmer a “wally”. Youth (Martin Glover) was jealous and was probably acting out of anger and envy when he called Palmer that. Some of the press coverage for that launch was not kind. Many feeling Bush was this air-headed ingénue. Focusing on her looks and sexuality. The jealous Youth. It was not just him. Others who worked with Kate Bush definitely had to hide feelings of attraction. One musician stopped working with her entirely because he was besotted. However, what comes out of that launch party is how confident Bush looked. Knowing what she was about to release into the world. The Laserium witnessed this wonderful event where one of the greatest albums ever was unveiled. I wonder whether the entire album was played or they got snippets.  Not a lot has been written about it. It was a huge moment in her career. One where she almost had to bounce back from some of the disappointment that surrounded The Dreaming. That it did not have this major success story and some felt Kate Bush was past her best.

THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush with Del Palmer at the London Planetarium on 9th September, 1985 during the launch party for Hounds of Love/PHOTO CREDIT: Dave Hogan/Getty Images

I do think that there is further potential for The Ninth Wave especially. Never filmed and put on the small or big screen, it was finally mounted for Before the Dawn in 2014. Kate Bush always saw that suite as a cinematic piece, but it was never realised. Almost thirty years later, she finally brought it to the stage. However, I do feel that it can go beyond the stage and onto a cinema screen. However, what was realised in 2014 in front of adoring fans over twenty-two nights was a huge accomplishment. When reviewing the live album of Before the Dawn in 2016, this is what Pitchfork wrote about Hounds of Love and how it translated to the stage:

In Act Two, Bush realized her long-held desire to dramatize “The Ninth Wave,” the conceptual B-side of 1985’s Hounds of Love, which documents a woman’s dark night of the soul as she fights for life while lost at sea. While her “husband” and real-life son Bertie McIntosh blithely carried on with domestic life inside a tiny, sloping living room set, a video depicted Bush stranded in dark, choppy waters (now released as the “And Dream of Sheep” video). Moments later, the real Bush reappeared on stage to fight sinister “fish people” who carried her body off through the aisles. The whirring blades and desperate search lights of a rescue helicopter descended from the Hammersmith Apollo’s ceiling, illuminating and buffeting the crowd. Despite some hammy dialogue, it was staggering, and in sharp contrast to Act Three, which focused on Aerial’s second side, “A Sky of Honey.”

It’s a shame that the terror of “Hounds of Love” gets swapped for sentimental optimism, but the band recreate that album’s second half to sound as avant-garde and bracing as any current young outsider.

“Jig of Life” is the midpoint of Before the Dawn, and its crux. It forms the part in “The Ninth Wave” where Bush’s character is exhausted of fighting against drowning, and decides to succumb to death. A vision of her future self appears, and convinces her to stay alive. “Now is the place where the crossroads meet,” she chants, just as her (then) 56-year-old voice channels her 27-year-old one. Despite her alleged taste for burning one, Bush’s voice has gained in power rather than faded with age. It’s deeper now, and some of the songs’ keys shift to match, but it’s alive and incalculably moving, still capable of agile whoops and tender eroticism, and possesses a newfound authority.

Both Acts Two and Three take place in transcendent thresholds: “The Ninth Wave”’s drowning woman is beset by anxiety and untold pressures, with no idea of where to turn, mirroring the limbo that Bush experienced after 1982’s The Dreaming. That suite’s last song, the cheery “The Morning Fog,” transitions into Aerial’s “Prelude,” all beatific bird call and dawn-light piano. The euphoric, tender “A Sky of Honey” is meant to represent a perfect day from start to finish, filled with family and beautiful imperfections. “Somewhere in Between” finds them atop “the highest hill,” looking out onto a stilling view, and Bush’s eerie jazz ensemble anticipates the liminal peace of Bowie’s Blackstar. “Not one of us would dare to break the silence,” she sings. “Oh how we have longed for something that would make us feel so… somewhere in between.”

Purgatory has become heaven, and in the narrative Bush constructs through her setlist, “A Sky of Honey” represents the grown-up, domestic happiness that staves off the youthful fears explored on Hounds of Love. For her final song, she closes with a rendition of “Cloudbusting,” a song about living with the memory of a forbidden love, which is even more glorious for all the hope that it’s accumulated in the past 30-odd years”.

 IN THIS PHOTO: Kate Bush captured in a moment during Hounds of Love’s The Ninth Wave that she performed during her Before the Dawn residency in 2014/PHOTO CREDIT: Gavin Bush/Rex

Hounds of Love’s translation to the stage was a success. Not sticking rigidly with the album sounds and being entirely faithful to the 1985 version, there was this opportunity to give the songs new life and an older voice. Hounds of Love’s title track was not as exhilarating and electric as on the album. However, it still enraptured audiences.  Bush adapted the melody line and threw in a new line (“Tie me to the mast”). The visual representation of the songs was a true highlight. If songs on The Ninth Wave could only be imagined, on stage, there was this whole new life. On Watching You Without Me, there was this mini-set on the stage. “Lamps flickered and a television slide from one end of the building to the other”, as Graeme Thomson writes in Under the Ivy: The Life and Music of Kate Bush. Jig of Life was this tour de force. On Hello Earth, “a huge buoy, bathed in red light of the emergency flares, ascended from the waves”. Whilst Bush is struggling against the waves and fighting for survival, “a couple of stagehands assembled a short ramp that led up from the floor of thew auditorium to the right hand side of the stage. As the song’s stunningly sombre choral passage rang out, an inert Bush was lifted from the waves, carried slowly down the ramp and into the audience”. The Morning Fog, as Graeme Thomson notes, was a gesture of gratitude. One which transcend The Ninth Wave and reflected Bush’s feeling to the audiences. She smiled and gestured to them when singing the line on The Morning Fog, “I love you better now”. I am skimming through what Graeme Thomson writes but, as that was only the end of Act I – and we still had the entirety of Aerial’s A Sky of Honey to come –, Bush had staged “one of the most extraordinary  pieces of imaginative theatre  ever staged by a popular musician”. I would read the entirety of what he says about Before the Dawn and Hounds of Love. Bush also performing the singles, Cloudbusting, Hounds of Love and Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God). A staggering achievement and dazzling theatrical spectacled. I will leave things there. In a future feature, I am going to talk about the legacy and impact of Hounds of Love as we celebrate this masterpiece’s fortieth anniversary…

ON 16th September.

FEATURE: The Digital Mixtape: Bryan Ferry at Eighty

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The Digital Mixtape

 

Bryan Ferry at Eighty

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ONE of music’s…

true greats turns eighty on 26th September. Bryan Ferry is the frontperson of Roxy Music. The band’s eponymous debut album was released in 1972. Ferry’s most recent album was released earlier this year. Loose Talk is a collaboration with Amelia Barratt. These are essential Roxy Music demos reimagined as duets. Barratt, a spoken word artist, narrating the songs. Ferry’s role is primarily as musician rather than singer. I do wonder where Ferry will head next. To honour his upcoming eightieth birthday, I have compiled a mixtape of his best solo and Roxy Music songs. Demonstrating what a remarkable songwriter and singer he is. Someone who has had this amazing legacy and inspired so many artists. Before I get to that playlist, I want to bring in some biography. AllMusic provide a comprehensive look at the career of one of the music world’s giants:

As both the frontman for Roxy Music and as a solo artist, Bryan Ferry offers a glamorous blueprint for art rock, brilliantly updating the parameters of the pop songbook. Although Ferry's solo career has included several excellent self-penned tracks, most notably the synthy, romantic ballad "Slave to Love" off 1985's Boys and Girls, he's equally well-known for his adventurous interpretations of songs from the rock and pop canon. Combining a studied, wry, lounge-singer persona with a genuine passion for everything from Motown and Bob Dylan to the Great American Songbook of the 1920s and '30s, Ferry's albums, beginning with 1973's These Foolish Things, find him adding a post-modern gloss to pop standards. He has continued to move between sleek sophisti-pop originals and distinctive covers, releasing albums like 1987's Bete Noire, 1994's Mamouna, 2010's Olympia, and 2014's Avonmore. He has even reworked his hits in an instrumental 1920's fashion with his big band the Bryan Ferry Orchestra. Along with Roxy Music reunion tours, Ferry has remained busy, releasing concert albums like Royal Albert Hall 2020 and archival sets like Retrospective: Selected Recordings 1973-2023Loose Talk, an artful collaboration with writer Amelia Barratt, arrived in 2025.

Born September 26, 1945, in Washington, England, Ferry, the son of a coal miner, began his musical career as a singer with the rock outfit the Banshees while studying art at the University of Newcastle Upon Tyne under pop conceptualist Richard Hamilton. He later joined the Gas Board, a soul group featuring bassist Graham Simpson; in 1970, Ferry and Simpson formed Roxy Music.

Within a few years, Roxy Music had become phenomenally successful, affording Ferry the opportunity to cut his first solo LP in 1973. Far removed from the group's arty glam rock, These Foolish Things established the path that all of Ferry's solo work -- as well as the final Roxy Music records -- would take, focusing on elegant synth pop interpretations of '60s hits like Bob Dylan's "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall," the Rolling Stones' "Sympathy for the Devil," and the Beatles' "You Won't See Me," all rendered in the singer's distinct, coolly dramatic manner.

Roxy Music remained Ferry's primary focus, but in 1974 he returned with a second solo effort, Another Time, Another Place, another collection of covers ranging from "You Are My Sunshine" to "It Ain't Me, Babe" to "Smoke Gets in Your Eyes." His third venture, 1976's Let's Stick Together, featured remixed, remade, and remodeled versions of Roxy Music hits as well as the usual assortment of covers. Released in 1977, In Your Mind was Ferry's first collection of completely original material; the following year's The Bride Stripped Bare, a work inspired by his broken romance with model Jerry Hall, was split evenly between new songs and covers.

Ferry did not record another solo album until 1985's Boys and Girls, a sleek, seamless effort that was his first "official" solo release following the Roxy breakup. For 1987's Bete Noire, he was joined by former Smiths guitarist Johnny Marr on the shimmering "The Right Stuff," and notched his only U.S. Top 40 hit with "Kiss and Tell." Another covers collection, Taxi, followed in 1993; Mamouna, an LP of originals, appeared a year later, and in 1999 Ferry returned with a collection of standards, As Time Goes By. After a brief tour in support of As Time Goes By, there were rumors of a Roxy Music reunion. The next summer, the practically unimaginable came true when Ferry joined Andy Mackay and Phil Manzanera for a tour of Europe and the U.S. It was a celebration of hits, and the band's first jaunt out in more than a decade.

In summer 2002, Ferry returned to his solo career for the electrifying FranticDylanesque, a set of Bob Dylan covers, followed in 2007, featuring assistance from several longtime associates (including Brian EnoChris SpeddingPaul Carrack, and Robin Trower). Ferry signed with the Astralwerks imprint for the release of 2010's Olympia. In 2012, he assembled the Bryan Ferry Orchestra and recorded The Jazz Age. This completely instrumental album featured his band re-recording some of his biggest hits in a 1920s jazz style.

Ferry returned to the studio with longtime collaborator Rhett Davies in 2014 to record his 14th studio album. The resulting Avonmore -- which included guest spots from Johnny MarrNile Rodgers, and Marcus Miller and revived Ferry's mid-'80s sound -- appeared in November. In the spring of 2017, after embarking on a major world tour, Ferry made his debut at the legendary Hollywood Bowl amphitheater, performing nearly the entire set backed by a full orchestra. That same year, he also appeared as a cabaret singer in the 1930s set drama Babylon Berlin, for which he also contributed several songs. Those tracks were then included on a full-length album recorded by Ferry and his jazz orchestra, 2018's Bitter-Sweet.

Ferry continued to tour into the last years of the 2010s, a period highlighted by Roxy Music's induction into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 2019. The archival set Live at the Royal Albert Hall, 1974 appeared early in 2020. That same year, he again appeared at the storied London venue for a concert that was recorded and released in 2021 as Royal Albert Hall 2020 with proceeds helping to support his touring band and crew during the COVID-19 pandemic. In 2022, he reunited with fellow Roxy Music bandmates Andy MackayPhil Manzanera, and Paul Thompson for a 50th anniversary tour. He also released the solo EP Love Letters. Along with other archival reissues, 2024's Retrospective: Selected Recordings 1973-2023 offered a sweeping overview of the singer's solo output. In 2025, he released Loose Talk, a collaboration with performance artist, writer, and painter Amelia Barratt”.

To properly honour the eightieth birthday of Bryan Ferry on 26th September, I thought it only right to bring together all his terrific songs from throughout the years. From the first Roxy Music album through his solo material, this is a celebration of a legend who is still going strong. Let’s hope that we hear more Bryan Ferry music soon. He is surely one of the most important artists who…

HAS ever lived.

FEATURE: Our Arrows of Desire Rewrite the Speech: Kate Bush’s The Sensual World at Thirty-Six

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Our Arrows of Desire Rewrite the Speech

PHOTO CREDIT: John Carder Bush

 

Kate Bush’s The Sensual World at Thirty-Six

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I will celebrate…

the album of the same name closer to its thirty-sixth anniversary on 16th October. The Sensual World is the sixth studio album from Kate Bush. Coming four years after Hounds of Love, there was this expectation and anticipation. The lead single from it was the incredible title track. Released on 18th September, 1989, it reached number twelve in the U.K. I have covered the song quite a bit in the past, so I shall try to not repeat too much of what came before. People might not commemorate the single this year as its anniversary comes two days after the fortieth anniversary of Hounds of Love. I am going to spend some time with The Sensual World. As I have mentioned before, there is a long history to The Sensual World’s title track. Originally, Kate Bush wanted to take words from James Joyce’s Ulysses. Molly Bloom’s impassioned soliloquy. However, she was sadly refused permission. It was not until 2011, when she released Director’s Cut and renamed the song Flower of the Mountain, that these classic literary words finally appeared. I think that the original is best. Bush’s own words. The Sensual World was a hugely important single. She had released Experiment IV (in 1986) from her greatest hits album, The Whole Story. However, this was from a new studio album. Fans not sure what direction Kate Bush would take after Hounds of Love. There is a fair bit written about The Sensual World. It is amazing song that is so seductive and beautiful. Kate Bush spoke about this gorgeous song in 1989:

The song is about someone from a book who steps out from this very black and white 2-D world into the real world. The immediate impressions was the sensuality of this world – the fact that you can touch things, that is so sensual – you know… the colours of trees, the feel of the grass on the feet, the touch of this in the hand – the fact that it is such a sensual world. I think for me that’s an incredibly important thing about this planet, that we are surrounded by such sensuality and yet we tend not to see it like that. But I’m sure for someone who had never experienced it before it would be quite a devastating thing. (…) I love the sound of church bells. I think they are extraordinary – such a sound of celebration. The bells were put there because originally the lyrics of the song were taken from the bookUlyssesby James Joyce, the words at the end of the book by Molly Bloom, but we couldn’t get permission to use the words. I tried for a long time – probably about a year – and they wouldn’t let me use them, so I had to create something that sounded like those original word, had the same rhythm, the same kind of feel but obviously not being able to use them. It all kind of turned in to a pastiche of it and that’s why the book character, Molly Bloom, then steps out into the real world and becomes one of us.

Roger Scott, Interview. Radio 1 (UK), 14 October 1989”.

Kerrang! were positive towards The Sensual World. This is what they noted: “She sings of a deep sensuality that ensures that I have to wear baggy trousers when I dance. Beautiful, warm, and ever-lasting”. Because The Sensual World was updated in 2011 and given a new title, there is this evolution. I am glad that Kate Bush got permission to use text from Ulysses. However, her own poetry stands out more. With Charlie Morgan on drums, Del Palmer on bass, Davy Spillane on uillean pipes, Dónal Lunny on bouzouki, John Shehan on fiddle and Paddy Bush on whips, there is this phenomenal sound. Irish instruments connecting to Ulysses. Irish instrumentation appeared on Hounds of Love. I think The Sensual World is the last song that it featured prominently. I am going to move on in a bit. However, I want to revisit an interview that appeared in NME. Len Brown spoke with Bush about her new album. Bush offered a guide to the tracks and provided insights. It is interesting what she says about the stunningly beautiful and sensual title track. One that still sends shivers nearly thirty-six years after its release:

"Because I couldn’t get permission to use a piece of Joyce it gradually turned into the songs about Molly Bloom the character stepping out of the book, into the real world and the impressions of sensuality," says Kate, softly, almost childlike. "Rather than being in this two dimensional world, she’s free, let loose to touch things, feel the ground under her feet, the sunsets, just how incredibly sensual a world it is.

"I originally heard the piece read by Siobhan McKenna years ago and I thought ‘My God! This is extraordinary, what a piece of writing!’ it’s a very unusual train of thought, very attractive. First I got the "mmh yes" and that made me think of Molly Bloom’s speech, and we had this piece of music in the studio already so it came together really quickly. Then, because I couldn’t get permission to use Joyce, it took another year changing it to what it is now. Typical innit!"

The result is extraordinarily sensual mouth music, far removed from the cod-pieced crassness that usually passes from physical love songs: "And at first with the charm around him, mmh yes / he loosened it so if it slipped between my breasts / He’d rescue it, mmh yes".

"In the original piece it’s just ‘Yes!" – a very interesting way of leading you in, it pulls you into the piece by the continual acceptance of all these sensual things. ‘Ooh wonderful!’ I was thinking I’d never write anything as obviously sensual as the original piece but when I had to rewrite the words I was trapped.

"How could you recreate that mood without going into that level of sensuality? So there I was writing stuff that months before I’d said I’d never write," she laughs. "I have to think of it in terms of pastiche and not that it’s me so much."

Having begun her career on The Kick Insider singing lines like, "Oh I need it oh oh feel it feel it my love" and "feeling of sticky love inside", and then gone on inLionheart to write a lyric like "the more I think of sex the better it gets", her reluctance to get too sensual, too fruity a decade later may seem a little strange.

But as Bush has increasingly gained control over the presentation of her music and her image during this period, stepping back from early marketing attempts to titillate (God, how they worked!) these reservations are understandable.

She claims The Sensual World contains the most "positive female energy" in her work to date and compositions like ‘This Woman’s Work’ tend to enforce that idea.

"I think it’s to do with me coming to terms with myself on different levels. In some ways, like on Hounds of Love, it was important for me to get across the sense of power in the songs that I’d associated with male energy and music. But I didn’t feel that this time and I was very much wanting to express myself as a woman in my music rather than as a woman wanting to sound as powerful as a man.

"And definitely ‘The Sensual World’, the track, was very much a female track for me. I felt it was a really new expression, feeling good about being a woman musically."

But isn’t it odd that this feminist or feminine perspective should have been inspired by a man, Joyce?

"Yes, in some ways but it’s also the idea of Molly escaping from the author, out into the real world, being this real human rather than the character, stepping out of the page into the sensual world."

So is this concept of sensuality the most important thing to you at the moment, is it one of the life forces?

"Yes, it’s about contact with humans, it could all come down to the sensual level. Touch? Yes, even if it’s not physical touch, reaching out and touching people by moving them. I think it’s a very striking part of this planet, the fact there is so much for us to enjoy. The whole of nature is really designed for everything to have a good time doing what they should be doing…

"Fancy being a bee, leading an incredible existence, all these flowers designed just for you, flying into the runway, incredible colours, some trip…"

Mmh, buzz.

Many mumbles have breathed their last since Kate Bush first arrived on our screens, flouncing about in dry ice and funeral shroud, oddly crowing ‘Wuthering Heights’; obviously different and apart from any musical movement before or since. But whereas the all-conquering, universally acclaimed Hounds Of Love affair at least slotted into the-then pop world, The Sensual World is clearly even more out of step with the current piss poor post-SAW scene.

Probably because it’s got a slightly ethnic feel, founded on Kate’s use of Irish and Bulgarian musics and musicians in the creative process. Perhaps because she’s been free from pop for so long. Maybe because she’s crossed the threshold of 30?

"God! Yes, I’m sure it’s all tied in with it," she laughs. "I think it’s a very important time from 28 to 32-ish, where there’s some kind of turning point. Someone said in your teens you get the physical puberty and between 28 and 32 mental puberty. Let’s fact it, you’ve got to start growing up when you’re 30, it does make you feel differently, I feel very positive having gone through the last couple of years”.

I will wrap up soon. One reason why I want to highlight this piece from Kate Bush News from 2016 (actually, it was them re-publishing a piece they wrote years earlier) is because I learn new things about The Sensual World. Including how Paddy Bush was incorrectly credited as playing ‘whips’ on the song. Also, learning how Kate Bush felt about being denied permission by the James Joyce estate to use text from Ulysses. She discussed that quite a bit and, with each answer, you can hear the frustration:

The music was recorded at Windmill Lane studios in Dublin, arranged by Bill Whelan. The featured players were Davey Spillane on uilleann pipes, Donal Lunny on bouzuki, John Sheahan on fiddle, Charlie Morgan on drums and Del Palmer on bass. Kate’s brother Paddy would be credited on the sleeve-notes with playing ‘whips’ on the record, an error he quickly rectified. “I’m actually playing a pair of fishing rods. I wanted to get the impression of a beautiful Irish lakeland and the swishing sound of the rods should conjure the atmosphere of fly-fishing, tweed hats and long Wellingtons.”

Kate’s good cheer at this progress was short-lived however. The Joyce estate would not grant her permission to use the words directly from the book. Attempts to change their minds continued for about a year. “We approached the relevant people and they just would not let me use them. No way. I tried everything. Obviously, I was very disappointed. It was completely their prerogative, but it was very difficult for me, then, to re-approach the song. In some ways I wanted to just leave it off the album. But we’d put a lot of work into it. The Irish musicians had worked so hard.”

Despite this frustration Kate set about completely transforming her song. “I gradually rewrote it, keeping the same rhythm of the words and the same sounds but turning it into its own story.” The piece, now titled The Sensual World, became about Molly Bloom the character stepping out of the book world, a black and white two-dimensional world, into the real world. “The immediate impression was the sensuality of this world. The fact that you can touch things, that is so sensual – the colours of trees, the feel of the grass on the feet, the touch of this in the hand, the fact that it is such a sensual world. I think for me that is an incredibly important thing about this planet, that we are surrounded by such sensuality and yet we tend not to see it like that. I’m sure for someone who had never experienced it before it would be quite a devastating thing.” Later in her career Kate returned to this theme, a euphoric appreciation of everyday experience, on her ‘Aerial’ album in 2005 to huge critical acclaim.

The song opens with the sound of church bells, perhaps echoing Leopold’s proposal to Molly on Howth Head. “I’ve got a thing about the sound of bells. It’s one of those fantastic sounds: a sound of celebration. They’re used to mark points in life; births, weddings, deaths, but they give this tremendous feeling of celebration. In the original speech Molly’s talking of the time when Leopold proposed to her, and I just had the image of bells, this image of them sitting on the hillside with the sound of bells in the distance. In hindsight I also think it’s a lovely way to start an album. A feeling of celebration that puts me on a hillside somewhere on a sunny afternoon.”

A piece of traditional Macedonian music (called ‘Antice’) was re-worked to fit the ‘stepping out…’ chorus in the song’s new structure. The song would become the lead single for her new album, also titled ‘The Sensual World’. The accompanying promotional video had Kate, swathed in a velvet gown, dancing hypnotically through woodland as the sunlight turns to dusk, moonlight and back to sunrise again. In interviews in the autumn of 1989 Kate explained that the song and album contained the most positive female energy of her work to date.

“In some ways, like on Hounds Of Love, it was important for me to get across the sense of power in the songs that I’d associated with male energy and music. I didn’t feel that this time. I wanted to express myself as a woman in my music, rather than as a woman wanting to sound as powerful as a man. And definitely the song The Sensual World was very much a female track for me. I felt it was a really new expression, feeling good about being a woman musically”.

Even if Hounds of Love’s fortieth anniversary on 16th September will capture a lot of people’s attention, two days later, The Sensual World turns thirty-six. It is important to mark the anniversary of this song. Such a bewitching song that you immerse yourself in, I love everything about it. The B-side, Walk Straight Down the Middle. The video, which Bush co-directed with The Comic Strip co-creator Peter Richardson, and the fact it did get reworked in 2011 for Director’s Cut. However, to me, the 1989 original version is…

IMPOSSIBLE to better.

FEATURE: John Lennon at Eighty-Five: Double Fantasy: The Final Chapter

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John Lennon at Eighty-Five

 

Double Fantasy: The Final Chapter

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THERE have been posthumous releases…

 IN THIS PHOTO: John Lennon and Yoko Ono at the Hit Factory in Manhattan on 7th August, 1980, the first day of recording for Double Fantasy/PHOTO CREDIT: Roger Farrington

but, just a month before John Lennon as murdered in December 1980, Double Fantasy was released. A John Lennon and Yoko Ono album, I think there was a feeling that, five years after the underwhelming Rock ‘n’ Roll, a new John Lennon album would be just him. Even though it is not as esteemed and highly regarded as John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band (1970) and Imagine (1971), I think that Double Fantasy is hugely important. Seeing as it was John Lennon’s only album of the 1980s. Where he was heading creatively. His eighty-fifth birthday is on 9th October. My second feature to mark that is about an album that divides people. I think it includes some of his best solo tracks. Including Mother, Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy), (Just Like) Starting Over and Watching the Wheels. I want to start out by highlighting some sections of Rolling Stone’s January 1981 edition. The month before (just days before John Lennon’s death), they published this incredible interview. Jonathan Colt spoke with Lennon about his art and the new album, Double Fantasy:

"In 'Beautiful Boys,'" I add, "Yoko sings: 'Please never be afraid to cry... / Don't ever be afraid to fly... / Don't be afraid to be afraid.' "

"Yes, it's beautiful. I'm often afraid, and I'm not afraid to be afraid, though it's always scary. But it's more painful to try not to be yourself. People spend a lot of time trying to be somebody else, and I think it leads to terrible diseases. Maybe you get cancer or something. A lot of tough guys die of cancer, have you noticed? Wayne, McQueen. I think it has something to do -- I don't know, I'm not an expert -- with constantly living or getting trapped in an image or an illusion of themselves, suppressing some part of themselves, whether it's the feminine side or the fearful side.

"I'm well aware of that, because I come from the macho school of pretense. I was never really a street kid or a tough guy. I used to dress like a Teddy boy and identify with Marlon Brando and Elvis Presley, but I was never really in any street fights or down-home gangs. I was just a suburban kid, imitating the rockers. But it was a big part of one's life to look tough. I spent the whole of my childhood with shoulders up around the top of me head and me glasses off because glasses were sissy, and walking in complete fear, but with the toughest-looking little face you've ever seen. I'd get into trouble just because of the way I looked; I wanted to be this tough James Dean all the time. It took a lot of wrestling to stop doing that. I still fall into it when I get insecure. I still drop into that I'm-a-street-kid stance, but I have to keep remembering that I never really was one."

"Carl Jung once suggested that people are made up of a thinking side, a feeling side, an intuitive side and a sensual side," I mention. "Most people never really develop their weaker sides and concentrate on the stronger ones, but you seem to have done the former."

"I think that's what feminism is all about," John replies. "That's what Yoko has taught me. I couldn't have done it alone; it had to be a female to teach me. That's it. Yoko has been telling me all the time, 'It's all right, it's all right.' I look at early pictures of meself, and I was torn between being Marlon Brando and being the sensitive poet -- the Oscar Wilde part of me with the velvet, feminine side. I was always torn between the two, mainly opting for the macho side, because if you showed the other side, you were dead."

"On Double Fantasy," I say, "your song 'Woman' sounds a bit like a troubadour poem written to a medieval lady."

"'Woman' came about because, one sunny afternoon in Bermuda, it suddenly hit me. I saw what women do for us. Not just what my Yoko does for me, although I was thinking in those personal terms. Any truth is universal. If we'd made our album in the third person and called it Freda and Ada or Tommy and had dressed up in clown suits with lipstick and created characters other than us, maybe a Ziggy Stardust, would it be more acceptable? It's not our style of art; our life is our art.... Anyway, in Bermuda, what suddenly dawned on me was everything I was taking for granted. Women really are the other half of the sky, as I whisper at the beginning of the song. And it just sort of hit me like a flood, and it came out like that. The song reminds me of a Beatles track, but I wasn't trying to make it sound like that. I did it as I did 'Girl' many years ago. So this is the grown-up version of 'Girl.'

"People are always judging you, or criticizing what you're trying to say on one little album, on one little song, but to me it's a lifetime's work. From the boyhood paintings and poetry to when I die -- it's all part of one big production. And I don't have to announce that this album is part of a larger work; if it isn't obvious, then forget it. But I did put a little clue on the beginning of the record -- the bells... the bells on 'Starting Over.' The head of the album, if anybody is interested, is a wishing bell of Yoko's. And it's like the beginning of 'Mother' on the Plastic Ono album, which had a very slow death bell. So it's taken a long time to get from a slow church death bell to this sweet little wishing bell. And that's the connection. To me, my work is one piece."

"All the way through your work, John, there's this incredibly strong notion about inspiring people to be themselves and to come together and try to change things. I'm thinking here, obviously, of songs like 'Give Peace a Chance,' 'Power to the People' and 'Happy Xmas (War Is Over).'"

"It's still there," John replies. "If you look on the vinyl around the new album's (the twelve-inch single 'Just Like Starting Over') logo -- which all the kids have done already all over the world from Brazil to Australia to Poland, anywhere that gets the record -- inside is written: ONE WORLD, ONE PEOPLE. So we continue.

"The last album I did before Double Fantasy was Rock 'n' Roll, with a cover picture of me in Hamburg in a leather jacket. At the end of making that record, I was finishing up a track that Phil Spector had made me sing called 'Just Because,' which I really didn't know -- all the rest I'd done as a teenager, so I knew them backward -- and I couldn't get the hang of it. At the end of that record -- I was mixing it just next door to this very studio -- I started spieling and saying, 'And so we say farewell from the Record Plant,' and a little thing in the back of my mind said, 'Are you really saying farewell?' I hadn't thought of it then. I was still separated from Yoko and still hadn't had the baby, but somewhere in the back was a voice that was saying, 'Are you saying farewell to the whole game?'

"It just flashed by like that -- like a premonition. I didn't think of it until a few years later, when I realized that I had actually stopped recording. I came across the cover photo -- the original picture of me in my leather jacket, leaning against the wall in Hamburg in 1962 -- and I thought, 'Is this it? Do I start where I came in, with 'Be-Bop-A-Lula'?' The day I met Paul I was singing that song for the first time onstage. There's a photo in all the Beatles books -- a picture of me with a checked shirt on, holding a little acoustic guitar -- and I am singing 'Be-Bop-A-Lula,' just as I did on that album, and there's a picture in Hamburg and I'm saying goodbye from the Record Plant.

"Sometimes you wonder, I mean really wonder. I know we make our own reality and we always have a choice, but how much is preordained? Is there always a fork in the road and are there two preordained paths that are equally preordained? There could be hundreds of paths where one could go this way or that way -- there's a choice and it's very strange sometimes... And that's a good ending for our interview."

Jack Douglas, coproducer of Double Fantasy, has arrived and is overseeing the mix of Yoko's songs. It's 2:30 in the morning, but John and I continue to talk until four as Yoko naps on a studio couch. John speaks of his plans for touring with Yoko and the band that plays on Double Fantasy; of his enthusiasm for making more albums; of his happiness about living in New York City, where, unlike England or Japan, he can raise his son without racial prejudice; of his memory of the first rock & roll song he ever wrote (a takeoff on the Dell Vikings 'Come Go with Me,' in which he changed the lines to: "Come come come come / Come and go with me / To the peni-tentiary"), of the things he has learned on his many trips around the world during the past five years. As he walks me to the elevator, I tell him how exhilarating it is to see Yoko and him looking and sounding so well. "I love her, and we're together," he says. "Goodbye, till next time."

"After all is really said and done / The two of us are really one," John Lennon sings in 'Dear Yoko,' a song inspired by Buddy Holly, who himself knew something about true love's ways." People asking questions lost in confusion / Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions," sings John in 'Watching the Wheels,' a song about getting off the merry-go-round, about letting it go.

In the tarot, the Fool is distinguished from other cards because it is not numbered, suggesting that the Fool is outside movement and change. And as it has been written, the Fool and the clown play the part of scapegoats in the ritual sacrifice of humans. John and Yoko have never given up being Holy Fools. In a recent Playboy interview, Yoko, responding to a reference to other notables who had been interviewed in that magazine, said: "People like Carter represent only their country. John and I represent the world." I am sure many readers must have snickered. But three nights after our conversation, the death of John Lennon revealed Yoko's statement to be astonishingly true. "Come together over me," John had sung, and people everywhere in the world came together”.

I am moving to some features about Double Fantasy. An album I heard a lot as a child, I do think that it is worthy of a lot more love and inspection. I think that John Lennon’s death recontextualised Double Fantasy. If some critics felt the songs were quite syrupy and Lennon moving towards the middle of the road and away from his best, I do think this is someone just in their forties reflecting on his life, family and love. I think it was not going to be the start of a new phase where subsequent albums sounded like this. I do feel Lennon would have become more experimental and followed Yoko Ono’s lead and influence. Double Fantasy is fascinating. In 2015, Ultimate Classic Rock write why Double Fantasy did not connect with many people at first:

Charles Shaar, writing for NME, memorably said Double Fantasy "sounds like a great life, but it makes for a lousy record. ... I wish Lennon had kept his big happy trap shut until he had something to say that was even vaguely relevant to those of us not married to Yoko." Rolling Stone and the Village Voice, at least at first, weren't much kinder – and the record-buying public greeted the project with notable diffidence.

Double Fantasy, with its comfy domesticity and too-slick, of-its-moment production, never felt dangerous enough to be a top-tier John Lennon record. Well, at least half of the time. Yoko Ono, who was co-featured in an every-other-song format, took far more chances than he did.

It seemed, as much as anything else, like a record lost in time. Even the best of Lennon’s solo material after 1970’s Plastic Ono Band suffered from similarly dated, shag-carpet production. He loved a big sound, when sometimes a smaller one would have been more effective. Earlier in Lennon’s final decade, that meant pasting on herds of fiddles, a thudding drum clomp, gaggles of girl singers and bawdy, burlesque saxophones – something that must have brought him back to the '50s pop radio of his youth.

When Lennon returned to music after a five-year hiatus, he was still steadfastly double-tracking his vocals too. It afforded him a deeper, multi-layered sound but also needlessly softened the edges on one of rock music’s best sneers. Couple that with the compression typically employed back then, and Double Fantasy — considered apart from his death — often ended up more gossamer than necessarily great.

No matter. After Dec. 8, 1980, those earlier negative notices were forgotten as a funereal fervor pushed Double Fantasy to multi-platinum sales and a Grammy award for Album of the Year.

Seemingly forgotten was that Lennon, at his zenith, had been a scratched-and-dented treasure, laconic and all edge. Here, he seemed to have settled into a middle-aged tameness — both figuratively and, by employing the prevailing pop veneer, literally. That ultimately gave surprising gravitas to 1983’s Milk and Honey and 1986’s Menlove Ave., a pair of loose, unfinished posthumous follow-ups. (Yoko Ono added another edition to that collection when a stripped-down version of Double Fantasy was released in 2010.)

Only on the muscular “I’m Losing You” do you get the sense of Lennon's old sinewy grit. It's the most kinetic moment on Double Fantasy, and it points to the long-hoped-for return of Lennon’s muse — the vibrant, angry yang to the bread-making househusband yin of recent years. Unfortunately, little else rises so completely out of the project's cozy, contemplative vibe.

Of course, "Starting Over" and "Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)" resonate in entirely new ways now. There's no getting away from the awful headlines that followed – no separating this album, even decades later, from Lennon’s fate. He’ll always be 40. So, when he whispers “Good night, Sean, see you in the morning” on the latter, it’s like a cold hand closing around any fan's heart.

Meanwhile, interspersing moments like "Woman," the record's most obviously Beatlesque ballad, with a series of nervy, New Wave-influenced Ono cuts certainly helps Double Fantasy live up to its subtitle: "A Heart Play." But it also underscores something about Lennon that his devastated followers weren't willing, or maybe even able, to admit.

While Lennon was making his way back into the business, Ono was far more in sync with the prevailing post-punk zeitgeist. Lennon was only just beginning to come to terms with things as they were — with middle age, with a settled life, with love and work and parenthood. How long could it have been before he was ready to push back, and hard? Unfortunately, we never got to hear his next great rock record”.

In November 2020, The Independent published a feature about Double Fantasy. Whilst it was not considered John Lennon’s best album, they are how it is his most personal. That is why it so meaningful to me. Jack Douglas produced Double Fantasy with John Lennon and Yoko Ono. At a time when Lennon was committing to a more domestic life and settling with family, Douglas did not expect to get the opportunity work with him. The start of the feature, where we learn how Jack Douglas got involved with Double Fantasy, is fascinating. I am starting with a passage further down. Selections from the feature that are especially relevant and interesting:

Double Fantasy, released 40 years ago on 17 November, is not Lennon’s best album. But it may be his most revealing, for reasons that stretch beyond the music. For an artist who always wrote songs about his life, this record in particular - highlighted by “(Just Like) Starting Over”, “Woman” and “I'm Losing You” – is the most autobiographical of all. It also serves as an important, heartbreaking coda to a singular life. Lennon wanted Double Fantasy to restart his career. Instead, his tragic death, coming three weeks after its release, turned the music he made for the album into his final artistic statement.

Double Fantasy is the best way to tell the story of Lennon’s last years, from his retreat to house-husbandhood to his return to the top 10. It opens a window into the intense and often private relationship between Lennon and Ono.

“It's like a movie, though, and the script is constantly changing” is how Lennon explained it to Playboy’s David Sheff in an interview on the eve of the album’s release.

“We have some songs on the album that can be considered negative,” Ono added in the same interview, “but at the same time the fact that we can honestly state those feelings is very positive and we get a certain atonement for that.”

Double Fantasy is also, of course, not purely a John Lennon record. The decision to split it with Ono so completely – they would alternate songs – is the boldest play on an album that’s otherwise the slickest and most commercially focused of his career. In sharing the release, Ono and Lennon meant to create a kind of pop music diary of a relationship, or “heart play” as they called it. There was also a greater goal: to give Yoko access to the wider public.

Double Fantasy was meant to not just reinvent Lennon, the abrasive agitator turned doting dad, but also to recast Ono, who had been unfairly villainised as the woman who broke up the world’s biggest rock band. Her dissonant music was an acquired taste that had been widely mocked.

This is before digital playlists allowed us to self-edit. You could pick up the needle or fast-forward the cassette, but if you wanted your favourite Beatle’s latest release, you had to also take his wife as part of the purchase.

The dynamic with Ono did not go unnoticed. He seemed intent on using their relationship as a vehicle to reshape the traditional gender roles he had grown up with. When it came to Double Fantasy, she was an equal partner.

Which is why the “heart play”, as they called it, was both a concept and a reintroduction. Lennon and Ono’s relationship had always been shared, played out for the public.

In 1970, when the Beatles came apart, Lennon railed in Rolling Stone that they had “despised” Ono from the start and described Paul, George and Ringo as “the most bigheaded, uptight people on earth.” He also had little patience for fans who nostalgically longed for the mop tops of “She Loves You”.

In “God”, released on Lennon’s solo debut in 1970, he declared that “the dream is over” and detached himself from, among other things, magic, Buddha, Kennedy, Elvis, Jesus, Bob Dylan and The Beatles. “I just believe in me,” he sang. “Yoko and me.”

They wanted Double Fantasy to sell – they would tape the weekly Billboard chart to their bedroom door – but Lennon also wanted to deliver a message. The album had to update his sound and his image.

“This isn’t an album we want to sell to kids,” he told Douglas. “I’m going to be 40. This is an album we’re going to sell to the people who have been through the wringer of the ’60s and the ’70s. It's about a guy who’s married, whose life has changed. He’s cleaned up his act. And that’s what I want to say.”

Double Fantasy came out the third Monday in November. The reviews were mixed and sales were decent, if sluggish. At one point, Ono called Geffen with a plan to move more copies.

“She said, ‘I want you to go out and buy records at every record store,’” says Geffen. “She thought it could be operated, which it really can’t.”

On 9th October, we will mark John Lennon’s eighty-fifth birthday. I will publish another feature. However, for this one, I wanted to look at his final studio album. A very personal and revealing one that, despite some mixed critical reviews, I feel is thoroughly deserving of retrospection. When John Lennon was killed weeks after the album came out, Double Fantasy took on new perspective and meaning. Forty-five years after its release, I think Double Fantasy stands up. A sign of where, briefly, Lennon might have headed. Or maybe a stepping stone to other sounds. In my opinion, this 1980 release is a…

BEAUTIFUL album.