The Times rock & pop critic, author of In Perfect Harmony: Singalong Pop In 70s Britain, The House Is Full Of Yogis, Guitar Man, Song Man, The Ballad Of Britain
Fond memory of Andy Gill. A bunch of us were at a listening session for the unlistenable Lou Reed/Metallica album. Some horrific dirge finished, everyone sat in shocked silence, and Andy said, ‘that’s the single.’ Rest in peace, brother.
I interviewed Prince in 2014 and even after spending a few hours in his company, he remained a total mystery. Having just finished his sort-of memoir The Beautiful Ones, he is more of an enigma than ever - the music equivalent of a silent movie star.
Yesterday I wrote a piece about the crisis hitting bands that - unfairly- used a quote from The Last Dinner Party from an interview I did with them late last year. Now they’re getting a load of grief about it. They don’t deserve it and I’m extremely sorry.
Important realisation that says something about something.
If the Rolling Stones can keep going for another nine years, they will have outlived the Soviet Union.
I spent a year with Lawrence. Zig-zag wandering through the hot dog streets. Wondering if Britain’s unluckiest genius might finally get the hit he had been dreaming of after four decades of disaster.
Street Level Superstar
@nineeightbooks
September👇
My God. Our mad year spent being shouted at by the kids at the bus stop, being mistaken for old ladies by old men outside pubs, and wandering through Glastonbury asking people for an empty cottage for Lawrence to sleep in actually might come to something.
In Street level Superstar
@Willjhodgkinson
has crafted a biography that stands alongside Boswell’s Life of Samuel Johnson. It transcends the music-biography genre. A tragi-comedy up there with Withnail and I.
It’s great.
Been trying for a Jagger interview for years. Almost happened this time. List of questions as long as my arm. Then you hear Jagger on R4’s Today, being asked: ‘Mick, what’s it like to be a rock star?’
A rock opera about a chimp who goes to school by two former child star brothers with a love of Big Star and the Beatles? What more d'ya want? An incredibly rare (for me) FIVE stars for
@thelemontwigs
Cecil Sharp House in Camden is the home of English folk, dance and song and an important - charming - venue. Now developments are afoot for luxury flats opposite. Well, what’s the first thing the super rich do when they move in opposite a place with live music?
Wondering if the UK has a policy of deliberately sending terrible songs to Eurovision. It costs a fortune to host. This might be the musical equivalent of stacking the dishwasher badly so your mum doesn’t ask you to do it again.
Last night at Vampire Weekend, I came to an important realisation. I have reached an age where I think about turning round and giving people talking loudly at gigs an angry stare. Not that I did it, of course. Got to put in another 20 years before earning that right.
All these people complaining about showers not working for a few hours as Glastonbury. Whatever happened to the crusty spirit? Bring back dogs on strings, drinking a bottle of Strongbow before collapsing into a hedge, and shampoo being a tool of the government.
‘Do you guys believe in astrology?’ Cue hearty cheers from the crowd. ‘It’s all made up.’ Very much enjoyed
@WeyesBlood
last night - the cynic’s Karen Carpenter.
Bob Dylan last night was amazing! Even asking the people in the expensive seats to ‘rattle your jewellery’. So pleased this made the news pages today - we need a bit of Dylanesque calm amid the chaos.
Had a long, deep conversation with Paul McCartney about the torture of the Beatles split, going back to basics with Wings, and making the masterpiece that is Band on the Run - weirdly, minutes after news came through of Denny Laine’s death. Thank you, Paul.
Since
@alexispetridis
let the cat out of the bag by digging up a photo of me with Elton John in 1970, it's time to admit it: yes, I can travel through time. Here I am with Jimi Hendrix in 1967, and here I am in the pub. Last Friday.
DIY music culture is dependent on the merch stand. With all gigs cancelled, the merch stand goes too. Now is the time to support your favourite artists by buying vinyl, CDs, t shirts... they might also help you get through the coming weeks.
I have written a book about the amazing
@WindmillBrixton
for Rough Trade. It is called Roof Dog, it is out in April, and a Windmill regular, aka my son Otto, did all the drawings for it. Details here.
After recovering from Coronavirus back in March, the first thing we saw on leaving the house was a police van on Peckham Rye, telling off some poor old man for sitting on a park bench. Today Michael Gove was on R4, defending Dominic Cummings breaking every rule going.
"We are four very sad young men."
@_TheMagicGang
on happy music for miserable people, sensitivity for a new generation, and life in a Brighton house of hell.
This time, beyond the paywall - a piece about the crisis hitting bands due to living costs, streaming, Brexit, venue closures and every other aspect of modern life.
Finished reading
@Willjhodgkinson
's
@Mozart_Estate
monograph then watched Le Samourai and realised Lawrence and Jef are effectively the same person: both living in relative poverty, never eating, smoking constantly, slave to a fatalistic code; committed to one last big hit.
Excellent piece by Al Greenwood of
@SportsTeam_
here on how, despite the great lineage of female drummers from Mo Tucker to Sheila E, people still think she’s a band member’s girlfriend.
Last night someone used my name to get into the Metronomy gig, so I have decided to provide my last police photo-fit as evidence of the real Will Hodgkinson. Accept no substitutes!
‘Take my advice, don’t listen to me’ is my usual philosophy but after a week of having Coronavirus I have some tips:
- don’t panic! The world is trying to make you panic but this is a respiratory condition and you need calm to get through it. Deep breathing, stillness... (1/2)
Talked to Ian Hunter about Johnny Depp, David Bowie, the madness of Mott The Hoople and why Diary of a Rock n Roll Star remains one of the great rock books of all time.
Calling all Velvet Underground freaks: can you imagine hearing May ‘65, only just unearthed folky versions of Heroin and Waiting For The Man? Imagine no more… all revealed in the latest edition of
@MOJOmagazine
and coming out soon on
@lightintheattic
Interviewed Ennio Morricone a few years ago. The translator said, ‘don’t ask him about The Good, The Bad and the Ugly.’ Eventually I did. Translator looked nervous. He snapped at her, ‘why did you tell him not to ask about The Good, The Bad and the Ugly?’ Goodbye, maestro.
Just heard the news about Michael Chapman. One of the greatest acoustic guitarists in Britain and the ultimate down to earth cosmic Yorkshireman. A musical inspiration and a great guy. RIP to the fully qualified survivor.
Proofs of In Perfect Harmony came in yesterday, just as the government collapsed and inflation spiralled. By the time it’s out in September we’ll probably be in a three day week and Slade will be number one in the charts. Not sure how I feel about that.
Just heard the news about Jane Birkin. Here is the masterpiece she inspired, sang on, and featured on the cover. A huge loss, a pioneering figure and a lovely woman.
So sad to hear about the brilliant Rita Lee. Went to Brazil to meet her and Sergio and Arnaldo Dias of Os Mutantes for Mojo magazine in 2001 and frankly it changed my life forever. Long live Tropicalia.
The first time I saw Stereolab, in 1996, they were being bottled off stage by drunken Wu Tang Clan fans at Phoenix festival. Sunday at the Roundhouse, a cool young crowd were dancing along to French Disco. That’s one improvement over the last 25 years.
First person I’ve ever interviewed to start by offering a glass of champagne. It was a pleasure to head down to Cornwall and meet Stephen Duffy of
@TheLilacTime
Just finished Fingers Crossed, the memoir by
@berenyi_miki
... it is SO good. Revelatory, thoughtful, funny, and brilliantly coruscating on the whole Britpop shebang.
So pleased to have interviewed
@paulwellerHQ
for the latest Mojo, not least because we got to talk about the relative merits of Lee vs Wrangler 60s denim jackets - you know, the important stuff.
This very nice
@MOJOmagazine
package is on sale now in the UK. Loved compiling the Byrds Companion CD and listening to the Scottsville Squirrel Barkers for the first time...
Excited/nervous to say that for the past two years I’ve been writing IN PERFECT HARMONY, a social history of singalong pop in 70s Britain. Starts in 1970 with Clive Dunn’s Grandad, ends in 1980 with St Winifred School Choir’s Grandma. Join the singalong!
Cymande are the early 70s British funk-rock-roots band who played a key role in the birth of hip-hop. And whose two leaders, frustrated the racism the band faced, became lawyers. It was a pleasure to meet them - and see them go down a storm - at sxsw.
‘Johnny Depp understands punk. Julien Temple doesn’t.’ Spoke to Shane MacGowan and his wife Victoria about Crock Of Gold, Julien Temple’s film on Shane’s life. Johnny Depp makes a cameo.
Street Level Superstar: A Year With Lawrence is at Rough Trade East for the official launch on September 7. Bobby Gillespie will interview us and the ticket price includes a signed copy, so please come along.
Broken Record have been campaigning tirelessly for musicians and songwriters to get a fairer streaming deal. Now that everyone from McCartney to Kate Bush have come on board, it is time for change. Thundering about it here.
#brokenrecord
I wrote a piece about the crisis affecting bands due to living costs, Brexit, closure of venues, streaming and pretty much every other aspect of modern life.
The Rolling Stones may now resemble ancient woodland tree spirits with guitars, but I am pleased to report from Madrid that they are still the greatest rock and roll band in the world.
Just heard about Linda Lewis.
Spoke to her last year for In Perfect Harmony and she was fantastic, a British disco sensation who sang on Rod Stewart’s Do Ya Think I’m Sexy?
‘The thing about Rod is that he’s tight as a duck’s behind. Still owes me a tenner.’
Rest in peace, Linda
A pleasure to talk to Paul Simon about his remarkable album Seven Psalms, with Paul going into detail about the debt he owed to England’s 60s folk scene - Davy Graham, Martin Carthy, and producing fellow American in exile Jackson C Frank.
Subbing at the Guardian Guide was my first job in journalism, back when visionary editor Ben Olins would put 60s garage bands like this on the cover, much to the annoyance of his superiors. I loved it.
This is the album that first turned me on to acid folk classics by Heron, Forest and Trader Horne. The spirit of Troika pottery, hypo allergenic skin creams, sacred mushrooms and a bit of light witchcraft, ideally conducted by Toni Arthur of Playaway…
Lunchtime listening. Wonderful 2004 comp with sleeve notes by
@rocking_bob
Every song is a crocus thrusting up through frost or a poacher stealing through the dark woods or an early 70s candle in a Mateus Rose bottle. Or.... (continues)
Dylanogists at war. Astounded to review Clinton Heylin’s new Dylan book and find that most of the introduction consisted of Heylin bigging himself up while trashing the opposition. And there I was thinking serious music history writers had class.
On the day the rains came, so did In Perfect Harmony. I really hope that you enjoy my serious look at the silliest music of all time, from Clive Dunn to Pipkins, Abba to Dollar, Slade to Chicory Tip, the three day week to the Winter of Discontent. RT:
At last week’s Echo & the Bunnymen gig, I wrote that Ian McCulloch called us Londoners: ‘sad’.
People always have a pop at Londoners. Like when they leave for the countryside and bang on about how much more ‘real’ everyone is.
Turns out he actually said: ‘sound’.
Sorry, Ian.
Writing this late night tribute to Jeff Beck made me realise just how remarkable his mid 70s output was. The Yardbirds’ Shapes of Things launched a thousand 60s garage bands, but Cause We’ve Ended As Lovers reconfigured rock guitar entirely.
Just heard that Judy Dyble has passed away. Not only was she the first singer of Fairport Convention, and one half of acid folk legends Trader Horne, she was a really lovely woman. Time to listen to Trader Horne’s Morning Way and raise a glass to her.
‘I looked like a geography teacher,’ the late, great Steve Harley told me in 2022. He didn’t, but it was a sign of his humour and humility to think he did. He will be much missed.
For all the unwelcome returns to the 70s that happened this year, getting In Perfect Harmony: Singalong Pop In 70s Britain into the world was great. To celebrate, here’s a picture of my wife and I formation dancing to Tiger Feet by Mud. Thanks
@nineeightbooks
Rock’n’roll story. After covering the Stones in Dublin last night, I flooded the hotel bath and had the manager pounding on the door. Would like to say me and Keith had passed out on smack. Unfortunately, I was actually checking my emails.
I can’t tell you how good this book is.
What befalls the English eccentric genius when their dreams don’t happen?
It’s almost what might have befallen, say, Morrissey, had Johnny Marr never pressed his chocolatey face to his window in the summer of 1982…
With people realising you can no longer start an email with 'hoping you're well in these strange times,' I've received some interesting alternatives today:
'unsettling times'
'odd times'
'deeply weird times'
And my favourite:
'relaxing times'
Roky Erickson, what a guy. He turned up to school one day with an Elastoplast on his forehead. Teacher asked why. ‘The intense light pouring into my third eye is causing a lot of problems right now.’ He was 14.
In 1983, The Beatles day-to-day manager Peter Brown and biographer Steven Gaines published The Love You Make, having interviewed absolutely everyone involved. It caused such an upset that Brown locked the tapes away, never to be seen again… until now.