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Unreleased Led Zeppelin music discovered

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Robert Plant has discovered some previously unreleased Led Zeppelin music, some of which features the band's bassist John Paul Jones on vocals. Speaking to BBC 6Music, Plant said to Mark Radcliffe and Stuart Maconie that he listened to the material with Jimmy Page and it is likely that the music wi...

Robert Plant has discovered some previously unreleased Led Zeppelin music, some of which features the band’s bassist John Paul Jones on vocals.

Speaking to BBC 6Music, Plant said to Mark Radcliffe and Stuart Maconie that he listened to the material with Jimmy Page and it is likely that the music will feature on the remastered releases of Led Zeppelin’s back catalogue, which he is currently working on.

He said: “I found some quarter-inch spools recently. I had a meeting with Jimmy and we baked ’em up and listened to ’em. And there’s some very, very interesting bits and pieces that probably will turn up on these things.” Speaking about John Paul Jones‘ response to the material which features him on vocals, he joked that Jones is trying to bribe him not to release the songs. “So far, he’s going to give me two cars and a greenhouse not to get ’em on the album,” he said.

Original Lambchop bassist Marc Trovillion dies aged 56

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Former Lambchop bassist Marc Trovillion has died at the age of 56. Trovillion died of a heart attack at his home in Chattanooga, Tennessee on October 9. He is survived by his son, for whom a trust has been established, as well as by his mother and two brothers. Trovillion played on every album by Lambchop until 2002's Is A Woman. His longtime bandmate Jonathan Marx paid tribute to the late bassist in a statement released to Nashville Cream. "As he often liked to say, Marc was a charter member of Lambchop. The band's origins can be traced directly to his Nashville bedroom, where Marc, Kurt Wagner and original guitarist Jim Watkins first got together in 1987 for weekly practices," Marx wrote. "No matter where Lambchop might have been — in smoky practice sessions, packed into a 15-passenger van, or playing the great concert halls of Europe — Marc’s steady, solid bass playing and his innate sense of humour served as the glue that kept Lambchop together." Later in the statement, Marx credited Trovillion with "helping to define the band's sound" before adding: "Listen to any Lambchop recording up through Is A Woman, and that’s not just Marc’s bass playing you hear — all around the notes, you’re hearing his freewheeling spirit, his love of music, food, drink and people. Though Lambchop eventually swelled to include more than a dozen members, and though Marc himself stopped playing regularly with the band after he relocated to Chattanooga a decade ago, that spirit has always remained a guiding force — and it will continue to as long as Lambchop is a band."

Former Lambchop bassist Marc Trovillion has died at the age of 56.

Trovillion died of a heart attack at his home in Chattanooga, Tennessee on October 9. He is survived by his son, for whom a trust has been established, as well as by his mother and two brothers.

Trovillion played on every album by Lambchop until 2002’s Is A Woman. His longtime bandmate Jonathan Marx paid tribute to the late bassist in a statement released to Nashville Cream.

“As he often liked to say, Marc was a charter member of Lambchop. The band’s origins can be traced directly to his Nashville bedroom, where Marc, Kurt Wagner and original guitarist Jim Watkins first got together in 1987 for weekly practices,” Marx wrote. “No matter where Lambchop might have been — in smoky practice sessions, packed into a 15-passenger van, or playing the great concert halls of Europe — Marc’s steady, solid bass playing and his innate sense of humour served as the glue that kept Lambchop together.”

Later in the statement, Marx credited Trovillion with “helping to define the band’s sound” before adding: “Listen to any Lambchop recording up through Is A Woman, and that’s not just Marc’s bass playing you hear — all around the notes, you’re hearing his freewheeling spirit, his love of music, food, drink and people. Though Lambchop eventually swelled to include more than a dozen members, and though Marc himself stopped playing regularly with the band after he relocated to Chattanooga a decade ago, that spirit has always remained a guiding force — and it will continue to as long as Lambchop is a band.”

Paul McCartney plays surprise gig in Covent Garden

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Paul McCartney played a surprise, five-song show in Covent Garden this lunchtime (October 18). News of the pop-up concert had been kept secret, until stage gear bearing McCartney's name was spotted in the centre of Covent Garden's Piazza at 10.30am. Hundreds of fans had gathered by the time McCart...

Paul McCartney played a surprise, five-song show in Covent Garden this lunchtime (October 18).

News of the pop-up concert had been kept secret, until stage gear bearing McCartney’s name was spotted in the centre of Covent Garden’s Piazza at 10.30am.

Hundreds of fans had gathered by the time McCartney confirmed the gig with a tweet at 12.15pm which read: “I’m getting ready to pop up in Covent Garden at 1pm today. Oh baby!”

The show was performed from a flatbed truck identical to the one McCartney sang on at a similar pop-up gig last week in New York’s Central Park.

McCartney walked on stage at 1.30pm, witnessed by thousands of fans including workers thronged at the fire escape of the adjacent Dr Martens store.

Playing in front of a backdrop depicting the multi-coloured artwork from McCartney’s freshly-released album New, McCartney gave an exaggerated wave and yelled: “Welcome to Covent Garden! Get your phones out – as if they weren’t out already.”

Sat behind a multi-coloured keyboard, he and his four-piece backing band played the album’s title track.

All five songs were from New, despite the refrain from Let It Be being clearly heard during the impromptu soundcheck earlier.

After the title track, Macca said: “Busking. I always wanted to busk here” as he introduced the album’s opening track “Save Us“.

McCartney announced: “We’re allowed 20 minutes up here, so we’d better be quick,” as he introduced third song “Everybody Out There“.

Before new single “Queenie Eye”, he referred to The Beatles‘ partying lifestyle, saying: “Things have changed since the ’60s. We’d have been coming in from the clubs round about now, never mind having to get up and sing.”

Then, simply saying “We’re going to do the first one again”, McCartney performed “New” again to end the show.

Bowing with his backing band, McCartney – dressed in a black jacket and white shirt with black high-neck collar – walked off to head for his signing session at the nearby HMV store in Oxford Street.

Paul McCartney played:

‘New’

‘Save Us’

‘Everybody Out There’

‘Queenie Eye’

‘New’

Arctic Monkeys – AM

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Songs about heavy nights, and the mornings after. It's clearly been emotional... The AM of the new Arctic Monkeys album is not the cheerful early morning, the domain of the refreshing shower and the healthy breakfast. Instead this is a place technically AM, but still dark were it not for the lights from the TV or mobile phone – an after-midnight world as much of the soul as it is of the clock. It’s a place of late-night drinking and poor decisions, of blurred boundaries, of pursuing the moment. It’s a place that Alex Turner, the band’s songwriter, clearly finds filled with possibility. While Jarvis Cocker hid inside your wardrobe, Turner is writing the fifth Arctic Monkeys album from the vantage point of the sofa, occasionally the carpet. “Knee Socks”, one of the slighter songs on the album, pinpoints its locale: “You were sitting in the corner,” Turner sings, “By the coats all piled high…” Earlier on, we find him spilling drinks on his settee and drunk-dialling late at night. Voice of a generation – it’s been a tough gig. Since the Arctic Monkeys’ 2006 debut album unveiled Alex Turner’s raw voice, great tunes and gift for what was not inaccurately called “social reportage”, it’s been hard for the band to fulfil expectations. They have got heavier (2007’s Favourite Worst Nightmare; 2009’s Humbug) and experimented with a partial return to the indie rock sound of their debut (2011’s Suck It And See), and all have been huge commercial successes. Still, of late it has started to seem as if some of the band’s charm has been misplaced along the way. Turner’s jokes, unthinkably, even started to sound a little forced. AM, however, feels a considerably more self-assured album: heavy in a dramatic and confident way, conceptually strong, and not without groove. More importantly, the album has returned Turner to a social milieu which he can anatomise with his customary talent. It’s the domain of the newly single man, a crepuscular world with its own codes and behaviours. Opener “Do I Wanna Know?”, the collection’s finest rock song, serves as an establishing shot for the whole album. Over a crunching march-time blues riff, Turner ponders a relationship’s indeterminate state – does he really want a conclusive answer about the critical status of this love affair? As they do throughout the album, falsetto backing vocals, reminiscent of those favoured by Queens Of The Stone Age, serve to give expression to the dissenting opinions in the singer’s head. “R U Mine?” continues both the hard rock and the uncertainty – is this a fleeting tryst, or something more substantial? “One For The Road”, though a small song, mines the cliché of the expression for all it can offer, as the speaker, in fear of morning’s clarity, attempts to extend the night. “I Want It All” isn’t Turner’s finest song, but it fleshes out his world. “It’s a year ago since I drank your whisky and shared your coke/You left me listening to the Stones’ ‘2000 Light Years From Home’…” AM has a strong, dramatic arc. For all these fervid nights, it’s impossible to escape the morning after, a mood broached particularly well in the Lennon /Pulp-like “Number 1 Party Anthem”, and particularly, “Fireside”. In this song, reminiscent of Julian Casablancas at his jaded-at-the-afterparty best, Turner surveys an empty hotel suite and ponders whether “it’s really gone for good/Or is it coming back around?” It’s a wonderfully well-articulated melancholy, from which it’s tough to bounce back. That, however, is what the final few tracks attempt. “Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?” finds Turner back on the sofa with a phone in his hand, but the song is a rather more playful one. “Snap Out Of It” is a glam-rocky conversation about love with the lads back home, while “Knee Socks” sees the band approximating a sound part Justin Timberlake, part David Bowie. It’s a fun few songs, but there’s no escaping the loneliness at the album’s core, and AM duly ends on a downbeat note, as Arctic Monkeys take on John Cooper Clarke’s punk-rock wedding reading “I Wanna Be Yours” (“I wanna be your Ford Cortina/I will never rust…”), turning it into a kind of indie rock Southern soul, with a beautiful end-of-the-night desperation. They’re not much older, but the experience of AM seems to have made Arctic Monkeys considerably, and profitably, wiser. Having made it through the night, they now sound ready to face the day. John Robinson

Songs about heavy nights, and the mornings after. It’s clearly been emotional…

The AM of the new Arctic Monkeys album is not the cheerful early morning, the domain of the refreshing shower and the healthy breakfast. Instead this is a place technically AM, but still dark were it not for the lights from the TV or mobile phone – an after-midnight world as much of the soul as it is of the clock. It’s a place of late-night drinking and poor decisions, of blurred boundaries, of pursuing the moment.

It’s a place that Alex Turner, the band’s songwriter, clearly finds filled with possibility. While Jarvis Cocker hid inside your wardrobe, Turner is writing the fifth Arctic Monkeys album from the vantage point of the sofa, occasionally the carpet. “Knee Socks”, one of the slighter songs on the album, pinpoints its locale: “You were sitting in the corner,” Turner sings, “By the coats all piled high…” Earlier on, we find him spilling drinks on his settee and drunk-dialling late at night.

Voice of a generation – it’s been a tough gig. Since the Arctic Monkeys’ 2006 debut album unveiled Alex Turner’s raw voice, great tunes and gift for what was not inaccurately called “social reportage”, it’s been hard for the band to fulfil expectations. They have got heavier (2007’s Favourite Worst Nightmare; 2009’s Humbug) and experimented with a partial return to the indie rock sound of their debut (2011’s Suck It And See), and all have been huge commercial successes. Still, of late it has started to seem as if some of the band’s charm has been misplaced along the way. Turner’s jokes, unthinkably, even started to sound a little forced.

AM, however, feels a considerably more self-assured album: heavy in a dramatic and confident way, conceptually strong, and not without groove. More importantly, the album has returned Turner to a social milieu which he can anatomise with his customary talent. It’s the domain of the newly single man, a crepuscular world with its own codes and behaviours.

Opener “Do I Wanna Know?”, the collection’s finest rock song, serves as an establishing shot for the whole album. Over a crunching march-time blues riff, Turner ponders a relationship’s indeterminate state – does he really want a conclusive answer about the critical status of this love affair? As they do throughout the album, falsetto backing vocals, reminiscent of those favoured by Queens Of The Stone Age, serve to give expression to the dissenting opinions in the singer’s head. “R U Mine?” continues both the hard rock and the uncertainty – is this a fleeting tryst, or something more substantial? “One For The Road”, though a small song, mines the cliché of the expression for all it can offer, as the speaker, in fear of morning’s clarity, attempts to extend the night. “I Want It All” isn’t Turner’s finest song, but it fleshes out his world. “It’s a year ago since I drank your whisky and shared your coke/You left me listening to the Stones’ ‘2000 Light Years From Home’…”

AM has a strong, dramatic arc. For all these fervid nights, it’s impossible to escape the morning after, a mood broached particularly well in the Lennon /Pulp-like “Number 1 Party Anthem”, and particularly, “Fireside”. In this song, reminiscent of Julian Casablancas at his jaded-at-the-afterparty best, Turner surveys an empty hotel suite and ponders whether “it’s really gone for good/Or is it coming back around?” It’s a wonderfully well-articulated melancholy, from which it’s tough to bounce back.

That, however, is what the final few tracks attempt. “Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?” finds Turner back on the sofa with a phone in his hand, but the song is a rather more playful one. “Snap Out Of It” is a glam-rocky conversation about love with the lads back home, while “Knee Socks” sees the band approximating a sound part Justin Timberlake, part David Bowie.

It’s a fun few songs, but there’s no escaping the loneliness at the album’s core, and AM duly ends on a downbeat note, as Arctic Monkeys take on John Cooper Clarke’s punk-rock wedding reading “I Wanna Be Yours” (“I wanna be your Ford Cortina/I will never rust…”), turning it into a kind of indie rock Southern soul, with a beautiful end-of-the-night desperation. They’re not much older, but the experience of AM seems to have made Arctic Monkeys considerably, and profitably, wiser. Having made it through the night, they now sound ready to face the day.

John Robinson

Watch Atoms For Peace new video: “Before Your Very Eyes”

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Atoms For Peace have unveiled a the video for their track "Before Your Very Eyes" – watch it below. The group revealed the promo before their show last night (October 16) at the Hollywood Bowl. Thom Yorke tweeted: "Aaah Blinkin' Hollywood:) Thanks to everyone who came last night." http://www.yo...

Atoms For Peace have unveiled a the video for their track “Before Your Very Eyes” – watch it below.

The group revealed the promo before their show last night (October 16) at the Hollywood Bowl. Thom Yorke tweeted: “Aaah Blinkin’ Hollywood:) Thanks to everyone who came last night.”

The video is a stop motion animation which features a clay version of Thom Yorke‘s body emerge from a desert landscape, before a city landscape starts to emerge from the sand.

Atoms For Peace consists of Radiohead frontman Yorke along with super producer Nigel Godrich, Red Hot Chili Peppers’ bassist Flea, Beck and R.E.M drummer Joey Waronker and percussionist Mauro Refosco.

Morrissey launches Autobiography at book signing in Sweden

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Morrissey launched his memoir, Autobiography, at a book signing in Gothenburg, Sweden last night [October 17]. Queues began at the Akademibokhandeln bookshop on Wednesday lunchtime. The Guardian estimated that the crowd numbers peaked at 500 people. Asked by Radio Sweden why Morrissey had chosen ...

Morrissey launched his memoir, Autobiography, at a book signing in Gothenburg, Sweden last night [October 17].

Queues began at the Akademibokhandeln bookshop on Wednesday lunchtime. The Guardian estimated that the crowd numbers peaked at 500 people.

Asked by Radio Sweden why Morrissey had chosen Gothenburg for his book launch, The Guardian reports that Maria Hamrefors, the book store’s manager, said: “As far as I know, he really likes Sweden and he has some very good and nice fans in Gothenburg and has enjoyed playing concerts there.”

For the signing, Morrissey wore a white denim jacket and white denim jeans and a blue checked shirt.

The press reports that this is Morrissey’s only confirmed public appearance to promote the book. So far, he has declined interview requests. No extracts of the book appeared before publication.

You can read Uncut’s verdict on Autobiography here.

Photo credit: ADAM IHSEL / TT/AFP/Getty Images

Is Paul McCartney playing a secret pop up gig in central London today?

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Paul McCartney could play a secret, pop up show in London's Covent Garden this lunchtime. Rumours are abound that the singer will follow up last week's surprise performance at New York's Times Square, which saw him busk four tracks from his forthcoming album New on a bare-bones stage constructed o...

Paul McCartney could play a secret, pop up show in London’s Covent Garden this lunchtime.

Rumours are abound that the singer will follow up last week’s surprise performance at New York’s Times Square, which saw him busk four tracks from his forthcoming album New on a bare-bones stage constructed on a flatbed truck.

NME reports that Paul McCartney branded flight cases have been seen coming into Covent Garden Piazza this morning, suggesting another pop up gig could happen there.

This afternoon, Macca will take part in a signing session at HMV‘s newly re-opened flagship store today. McCartney is signing copies of his latest album ‘New’ from 3pm on Friday (October 18) on a first come, first served basis at the store at 363 Oxford Street – the site of the shop in which The Beatles recorded the demo which led to them signing to Parlophone Records in 1961.

Speaking to NME ahead of the signing, McCartney declared himself a big fan of high street record shops: “I love record stores and wish they could stay open forever,” he said. “There’s a romance to them and it’s a pity whenever any record store closes, though I realise it’s inevitable in the download age.”

John Lydon: “I had to sell off bits of Sex Pistols publishing just to survive in the ’90s”

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John Lydon explains in the new issue of Uncut (dated November 2013), out now, that he was forced to sell some of his Sex Pistols publishing in the ‘90s to keep afloat. The Pistols and PiL singer experienced disagreements with his label, Virgin, when he released Psycho’s Path in 1997, which le...

John Lydon explains in the new issue of Uncut (dated November 2013), out now, that he was forced to sell some of his Sex Pistols publishing in the ‘90s to keep afloat.

The Pistols and PiL singer experienced disagreements with his label, Virgin, when he released Psycho’s Path in 1997, which led to his financial problems.

“The record company strangled me to the point I basically wasn’t allowed to record anything,” Lydon says, “until what they’d decided was an outstanding debt was paid back. But how can you recoup the money if you don’t promote the record?

“That became a really heavy, desperate bad situation. Painful. I had to sell off bits of Sex Pistol publishing, just to survive. Just to get through another month. But I came through.”

Lydon talks us through the making of his greatest records, from the Sex Pistols’ Never Mind The Bollocks… to his most recent, last year’s This Is PiL, in the ‘album by album’ feature.

The November 2013 issue of Uncut is out now.

Photo: Davis Factor ©Drrmgmt

Morrissey Autobiography: the Uncut review

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There are many revelations in Morrissey’s Autobiography, but perhaps the most unexpected arrives on page 194. “While in Denver,” writes Morrissey, “Johnny [Marr] and I attend a concert by A-ha, whom we have met previously and whom we quite like.” In the weeks leading up to the release – at last! – of Autobiography, we have been bracing ourselves for possibility that he would – or more depressingly, wouldn’t – divulge many truths. About his sexuality, his relationship with his former Smiths bandmates, what he thinks of Bowie… Nothing, however, appeared to prepare us for the comprehensive nature of Morrissey’s disclosures in Autobiography. Look - here he is, turning down parts in EastEnders and Friends, contemplating fatherhood, being detained by Special Branch, telling us that he represented his school in the 100 and 400 metres. And some stuff about a guy called Jake. As Dylan’s Chronicles or Neil Young’s Waging Heavy Peace have shown, it is possible for a musician writing an autobiography to successfully bypass niggly, pedantic details such as chronology, index and facts. Despite personally having little interest in great swathes of his solo career, the rock autobiography that’s given me most pleasure in the last few years has been Rod Stewart’s – simply because it satisfied the requirements of conventional storytelling. One concern was that Morrissey might also 'do a Dylan' and opt for a strategy of obfuscation: ignore The Smiths, write round some other quite important things, spend a lot of time going into forensic detail about the recording of, say, Southpaw Grammar. Instead, what we have here is a very traditionally structured book that moves at a satisfying pace through Morrissey’s life and times, from his birth in “forgotten Victorian knife-plunging Manchester” up to December, 2011, with our hero about to leave Chicago after a rapturously received gig at the Congress Theater. At 457 pages, that works out at just over 8½ pages for every one of Morrissey’s 52 years. Though, of course, some years are bigger than others. My overriding impression of Autobiography is the vividness of the detail. The bell that announces the end of the school day sounds at 3.40. With his Smiths advance from Rough Trade, he pays off a “lavish domestic phone bill of £80”. Ahead of their first Top Of The Pops appearance, the band are erroneously billed in The Sun as ‘Dismiss’. And so it goes. Such precise memories suggests Morrissey has been so profoundly affected by events that they have remained crystal-clear in his mind. Or perhaps he is a diligent archivist, with boxes full of clippings, cuttings and such ephemera. The book is littered with references and quotes from correspondence he's received: among the most affecting are a letter from Johnny Marr after the Smiths split and a postcard from Kirsty MacColl that he receives weeks after her death. The opening pages offer a fairly typical scene-setting: “Birds abstain from song in post-war industrial Manchester,” he writes, “where the 1960s will not swing, and where the locals are the opposite of worldly.” I’m reminded of Keith Richards’ Life, with its “landscapes of rubble, half a street’s disappeared… I couldn’t buy a bag of sweets until 1954”, a default setting for this kind of book. But Morrissey describes his childhood with a poet’s eye: “we are finely tailored flesh – good looking Irish trawling the slums of Moss Side and Hulme.” His descriptions of Manchester's working class districts are profound and poetic; the passages that cover the depravations suffered by his own family often heartbreaking. The relocation of Nannie, his maternal grandmother "from Queen's Square to a condemned house at 10 Trafalgar Square" captures the monstrous treatment of the working classes during the slum clearances. "Our lives are flattened before our eyes - as if the local council couldn't wait a minute longer for we pack rats to gather our trappings and transistors." The opening sections of the book also detail his schooldays. His inquiry into the cruel discipline dished out by a headmaster ("What job did he think he was doing? And… for whom?") or the sado-sexual behaviour of his PE teachers offers an insight into "the secret agony of a troubled child". As he remarks, with a weight of sadness, "This is the Manchester school system of the 1960s, where sadness is habit forming." This sadness dogs Morrissey for years to come. His first gig is T.Rex at the Belle Vue on June 16, 1972, then Bowie – “every inch the eighth dimension”– at the Stretford Hardrock in September, Roxy Music two months later, where Morrissey speaks to Andy MacKay who's pinball in the venue’s lobby. New York Dolls, Mott The Hoople, Lou Reed all follow. His prose captures the thrill of these formative musical encounters – a defining time in the life of the 12 year-old author. Roxy Music are "Agatha Christie queer,” he writes. It’s brilliant stuff. Johnny Marr arrives on page 145. As Morrissey points out, they had met previously – “in the foyer of the Ardwick Apollo” at a Patti Smith gig. “I am shaken when I hear Johnny play guitar, because he is quite obviously gifted and almost unnaturally multi-talented." In case you were wondering – and you probably are – Morrissey is extremely generous to Marr in the book – even after the Smiths’ split, when his emotional response to Marr veers from confusion to sadness. The Smiths section lasts 77 pages, from page 147 – 224; a good chunk – 16%, in fact – for what is essentially five years of his life. What, then, do we learn about the Smiths? That Mike Joyce drum kit was called “Elsie”, that Mick Jagger came to see them live in New York and left after four songs, that Craig Gannon was “a fascinating bungle”. While writing about their time together, Morrissey is positive about his bandmates – with the exception of Gannon, who is hilarious dismissed with a typical flourish: “nothing useful vibrates in Craig’s upper storey”. Morrissey writes fondly about “signature Smiths’ powerhouse full-tilt”, or pauses during describing The Queen Is Dead sessions to comment admiringly that “Johnny is in the full vigour of his greatness”. Morrissey’s ire is directed – during the passages on the Smiths, at least – towards Geoff Travis, head of Rough Trade, who describes “How Soon Is Now?” as “just noise”. In fact, Morrissey is at his funniest when rounding on a slight, real or perhaps imagined. His first TV appearance finds him in the Green Room with George Best, before he is (in his opinion) rather rudely interviewed by Henry Kelly, “a little, pinched Irish madam… wearing a suit that looked better on the hanger.” Meanwhile, “local newshound” Anthony Wilson is another frequent target, a man who “assumed the cocogniscenti cloak and found himself blessed with the need to assess, judge and grade – like a war general plastered with rows of ribbons but who had never actually seen battle”. He is spectacularly catty about Sandie Shaw, referred to here as "the Duchess of Cumberland Place" or "the Dagenhall Doll". David Bowie "feeds on the blood of living mammals". The Smiths’ early success sees Morrissey taking up residence in Hornton Court in Kensington, where he receives visitors, some more welcome than others. Vanessa Redgrave arrives, “then goes on about social injustice in Namibia, and how we must all build a raft by late afternoon – preferably out of coconut matting.” Ann West and Winifred Johnson, whose children Lesley Ann and Keith were among the children abducted and killed by Ian Brady and Myra Hindley also pay a visit, and Morrissey responds warmly and with understandable sympathy. Later, he tells us why he elected to be known professionally by his surname - “Only classical composers were known by their surnames, which suited by mudlark temperament quite nicely” – and that Marr gave him his most famous nickname, after the press started referring him as 'miserable': “Johnny putters with ‘misery’ and playfully arrives at ‘misery Mozzery’, which truncates to Moz, and I am classified ever after.” Such japes and camaraderie – and the closeness Morrissey conspicuously felt to his bandmates – are thrown into some kind of relief towards the end of the section on the Smiths. Looking back, he writes, “At the hour of the Smiths birth, I had felt at the physical and emotional end of life. I had lost the ability to communicate and had been claimed by emotional oblivion.” Hang on. And then: “I became too despondent for anyone to cope with, and only my mother would take to me in understanding tones. Yet their comes a point where the suicidalist must shut it down if only in order to save face, otherwise you become a nightclub act minus the nightclub.” It’s an astonishing revelation: is Morrissey saying the Smiths saved him from suicide? Elswhere, the first American tour finds a dejected Morrissey in pre-gentrified Times Square, in “a quagmire of midnight cowboys and sterile cuckoos” while he becomes convinced that “the other three Smiths are taking steps to oust me”. At one point, Morrissey writes that he and Travis became locked in litigation of Hatful Of Hollow, which delays the release of The Queen Is Dead by nine months. The end comes almost without fanfare, following the sessions for the Strangeways, Here We Come. "It happened as quickly and as unemotionally as this sentence took to describe it.” With the Smiths over, you could be forgiven for thinking that Morrissey’s solo career – and his domestic life – would perhaps take centre stage. Alas, no. The 1996 court case, in which Mike Joyce claimed his 25%, occupies 40 pages. It is inevitably the saddest, angriest and most bitter part of the book; a far cry from the withering put-downs and dismissals dished out to Travis, Wilson, the Manchester Evening News or whoever else has crossed him. Morrissey reserves particular venom for presiding judge Weeks, “a bent little man with big eyes in a small face, an unfortunate vision that even his personal wealth cannot save.” Morrissey’s 2013 has been an extraordinary year, but for entirely the wrong reasons. He should have spent it celebrating 25 years as a solo artist – perhaps with a new album and maybe a deluxe edition box set collecting together his many solo hits. Instead, he has been blighted by health scares and cancelled tours. The will it/won’t it fuss surrounding the publication of Autobiography only seemed to suggest that Morrissey’s career was heading further off the rails. But then comes this: the book we (mostly) wanted it to be. It may not quite scale the lofty heights of David Niven's deathless The Moon's A Balloon - surely the benchmark for any aspiring autobiographer. And yet... Is there an audiobook for this, and will Morrissey read it? I'd pay again for that. Autobiography is sharply written, rich, clever, rancorous, puffed-up, tender, catty, windy, poetic, and frequently very, very funny. Welcome back, Morrissey. Follow me on Twitter @MichaelBonner.

There are many revelations in Morrissey’s Autobiography, but perhaps the most unexpected arrives on page 194. “While in Denver,” writes Morrissey, “Johnny [Marr] and I attend a concert by A-ha, whom we have met previously and whom we quite like.”

In the weeks leading up to the release – at last! – of Autobiography, we have been bracing ourselves for possibility that he would – or more depressingly, wouldn’t – divulge many truths. About his sexuality, his relationship with his former Smiths bandmates, what he thinks of Bowie… Nothing, however, appeared to prepare us for the comprehensive nature of Morrissey’s disclosures in Autobiography. Look – here he is, turning down parts in EastEnders and Friends, contemplating fatherhood, being detained by Special Branch, telling us that he represented his school in the 100 and 400 metres. And some stuff about a guy called Jake.

As Dylan’s Chronicles or Neil Young’s Waging Heavy Peace have shown, it is possible for a musician writing an autobiography to successfully bypass niggly, pedantic details such as chronology, index and facts. Despite personally having little interest in great swathes of his solo career, the rock autobiography that’s given me most pleasure in the last few years has been Rod Stewart’s – simply because it satisfied the requirements of conventional storytelling.

One concern was that Morrissey might also ‘do a Dylan’ and opt for a strategy of obfuscation: ignore The Smiths, write round some other quite important things, spend a lot of time going into forensic detail about the recording of, say, Southpaw Grammar. Instead, what we have here is a very traditionally structured book that moves at a satisfying pace through Morrissey’s life and times, from his birth in “forgotten Victorian knife-plunging Manchester” up to December, 2011, with our hero about to leave Chicago after a rapturously received gig at the Congress Theater. At 457 pages, that works out at just over 8½ pages for every one of Morrissey’s 52 years. Though, of course, some years are bigger than others.

My overriding impression of Autobiography is the vividness of the detail. The bell that announces the end of the school day sounds at 3.40. With his Smiths advance from Rough Trade, he pays off a “lavish domestic phone bill of £80”. Ahead of their first Top Of The Pops appearance, the band are erroneously billed in The Sun as ‘Dismiss’. And so it goes. Such precise memories suggests Morrissey has been so profoundly affected by events that they have remained crystal-clear in his mind. Or perhaps he is a diligent archivist, with boxes full of clippings, cuttings and such ephemera. The book is littered with references and quotes from correspondence he’s received: among the most affecting are a letter from Johnny Marr after the Smiths split and a postcard from Kirsty MacColl that he receives weeks after her death.

The opening pages offer a fairly typical scene-setting: “Birds abstain from song in post-war industrial Manchester,” he writes, “where the 1960s will not swing, and where the locals are the opposite of worldly.” I’m reminded of Keith Richards’ Life, with its “landscapes of rubble, half a street’s disappeared… I couldn’t buy a bag of sweets until 1954”, a default setting for this kind of book. But Morrissey describes his childhood with a poet’s eye: “we are finely tailored flesh – good looking Irish trawling the slums of Moss Side and Hulme.” His descriptions of Manchester’s working class districts are profound and poetic; the passages that cover the depravations suffered by his own family often heartbreaking. The relocation of Nannie, his maternal grandmother “from Queen’s Square to a condemned house at 10 Trafalgar Square” captures the monstrous treatment of the working classes during the slum clearances. “Our lives are flattened before our eyes – as if the local council couldn’t wait a minute longer for we pack rats to gather our trappings and transistors.”

The opening sections of the book also detail his schooldays. His inquiry into the cruel discipline dished out by a headmaster (“What job did he think he was doing? And… for whom?”) or the sado-sexual behaviour of his PE teachers offers an insight into “the secret agony of a troubled child”. As he remarks, with a weight of sadness, “This is the Manchester school system of the 1960s, where sadness is habit forming.” This sadness dogs Morrissey for years to come.

His first gig is T.Rex at the Belle Vue on June 16, 1972, then Bowie – “every inch the eighth dimension”– at the Stretford Hardrock in September, Roxy Music two months later, where Morrissey speaks to Andy MacKay who’s pinball in the venue’s lobby. New York Dolls, Mott The Hoople, Lou Reed all follow. His prose captures the thrill of these formative musical encounters – a defining time in the life of the 12 year-old author. Roxy Music are “Agatha Christie queer,” he writes. It’s brilliant stuff.

Johnny Marr arrives on page 145. As Morrissey points out, they had met previously – “in the foyer of the Ardwick Apollo” at a Patti Smith gig. “I am shaken when I hear Johnny play guitar, because he is quite obviously gifted and almost unnaturally multi-talented.” In case you were wondering – and you probably are – Morrissey is extremely generous to Marr in the book – even after the Smiths’ split, when his emotional response to Marr veers from confusion to sadness. The Smiths section lasts 77 pages, from page 147 – 224; a good chunk – 16%, in fact – for what is essentially five years of his life.

What, then, do we learn about the Smiths? That Mike Joyce drum kit was called “Elsie”, that Mick Jagger came to see them live in New York and left after four songs, that Craig Gannon was “a fascinating bungle”. While writing about their time together, Morrissey is positive about his bandmates – with the exception of Gannon, who is hilarious dismissed with a typical flourish: “nothing useful vibrates in Craig’s upper storey”. Morrissey writes fondly about “signature Smiths’ powerhouse full-tilt”, or pauses during describing The Queen Is Dead sessions to comment admiringly that “Johnny is in the full vigour of his greatness”.

Morrissey’s ire is directed – during the passages on the Smiths, at least – towards Geoff Travis, head of Rough Trade, who describes “How Soon Is Now?” as “just noise”. In fact, Morrissey is at his funniest when rounding on a slight, real or perhaps imagined. His first TV appearance finds him in the Green Room with George Best, before he is (in his opinion) rather rudely interviewed by Henry Kelly, “a little, pinched Irish madam… wearing a suit that looked better on the hanger.” Meanwhile, “local newshound” Anthony Wilson is another frequent target, a man who “assumed the cocogniscenti cloak and found himself blessed with the need to assess, judge and grade – like a war general plastered with rows of ribbons but who had never actually seen battle”. He is spectacularly catty about Sandie Shaw, referred to here as “the Duchess of Cumberland Place” or “the Dagenhall Doll”. David Bowie “feeds on the blood of living mammals”.

The Smiths’ early success sees Morrissey taking up residence in Hornton Court in Kensington, where he receives visitors, some more welcome than others. Vanessa Redgrave arrives, “then goes on about social injustice in Namibia, and how we must all build a raft by late afternoon – preferably out of coconut matting.” Ann West and Winifred Johnson, whose children Lesley Ann and Keith were among the children abducted and killed by Ian Brady and Myra Hindley also pay a visit, and Morrissey responds warmly and with understandable sympathy.

Later, he tells us why he elected to be known professionally by his surname – “Only classical composers were known by their surnames, which suited by mudlark temperament quite nicely” – and that Marr gave him his most famous nickname, after the press started referring him as ‘miserable’: “Johnny putters with ‘misery’ and playfully arrives at ‘misery Mozzery’, which truncates to Moz, and I am classified ever after.”

Such japes and camaraderie – and the closeness Morrissey conspicuously felt to his bandmates – are thrown into some kind of relief towards the end of the section on the Smiths. Looking back, he writes, “At the hour of the Smiths birth, I had felt at the physical and emotional end of life. I had lost the ability to communicate and had been claimed by emotional oblivion.” Hang on. And then: “I became too despondent for anyone to cope with, and only my mother would take to me in understanding tones. Yet their comes a point where the suicidalist must shut it down if only in order to save face, otherwise you become a nightclub act minus the nightclub.” It’s an astonishing revelation: is Morrissey saying the Smiths saved him from suicide?

Elswhere, the first American tour finds a dejected Morrissey in pre-gentrified Times Square, in “a quagmire of midnight cowboys and sterile cuckoos” while he becomes convinced that “the other three Smiths are taking steps to oust me”. At one point, Morrissey writes that he and Travis became locked in litigation of Hatful Of Hollow, which delays the release of The Queen Is Dead by nine months.

The end comes almost without fanfare, following the sessions for the Strangeways, Here We Come. “It happened as quickly and as unemotionally as this sentence took to describe it.”

With the Smiths over, you could be forgiven for thinking that Morrissey’s solo career – and his domestic life – would perhaps take centre stage. Alas, no. The 1996 court case, in which Mike Joyce claimed his 25%, occupies 40 pages. It is inevitably the saddest, angriest and most bitter part of the book; a far cry from the withering put-downs and dismissals dished out to Travis, Wilson, the Manchester Evening News or whoever else has crossed him. Morrissey reserves particular venom for presiding judge Weeks, “a bent little man with big eyes in a small face, an unfortunate vision that even his personal wealth cannot save.”

Morrissey’s 2013 has been an extraordinary year, but for entirely the wrong reasons. He should have spent it celebrating 25 years as a solo artist – perhaps with a new album and maybe a deluxe edition box set collecting together his many solo hits. Instead, he has been blighted by health scares and cancelled tours. The will it/won’t it fuss surrounding the publication of Autobiography only seemed to suggest that Morrissey’s career was heading further off the rails. But then comes this: the book we (mostly) wanted it to be. It may not quite scale the lofty heights of David Niven’s deathless The Moon’s A Balloon – surely the benchmark for any aspiring autobiographer. And yet…

Is there an audiobook for this, and will Morrissey read it? I’d pay again for that. Autobiography is sharply written, rich, clever, rancorous, puffed-up, tender, catty, windy, poetic, and frequently very, very funny. Welcome back, Morrissey.

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Here's what you might not find in Autobiography… wrestling matches with Vini Reilly! Ouija boards, sauna sessions and extravagant pastries! A secret love of Black Box’s “Ride On Time”!... 25 years on, in this week’s archive feature, from our September 2013 issue, Uncut takes a forensic loo...

Here’s what you might not find in Autobiography… wrestling matches with Vini Reilly! Ouija boards, sauna sessions and extravagant pastries! A secret love of Black Box’s “Ride On Time”!… 25 years on, in this week’s archive feature, from our September 2013 issue, Uncut takes a forensic look at Morrissey’s first acts as a solo artist: Viva Hate, Bona Drag, Kill Uncle, Your Arsenal and Vauxhall And I. The bandmates, songwriters and producers tell all. Story: Rob Hughes

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VIVA HATE

Released: March 1988

Label: HMV

Producer: Stephen Street

Recorded at: The Wool Hall, Bath

Highest Chart Position: 1

Solo debut, issued six months after final Smiths album, Strangeways, Here We Come. Guitarist Vini Reilly added descriptive ambience to songs like “Late Night, Maudlin Street” and “Bengali In Platforms”, while Morrissey scored two major hit singles with “Suedehead” (No 5) and “Every Day Is Like Sunday” (No 9).

STEPHEN STREET, producer: Although it wasn’t long after Strangeways…, there was some trepidation, because this was pastures new and there was no guarantee that it would work. When Morrissey and I first started thinking about who could be involved, I wanted a technically good guitar player. But most of all I wanted someone who was completely different, style-wise, from Johnny Marr. Vini comes from Manchester too, so I thought that would help bring a mutual understanding.

VINI REILLY, guitarist: Recording with Morrissey was one of the best experiences of my life. I think the fact we were both Irish gave us something in common; we understood each other and there were lots of similarities. And we’d both had difficult childhoods and the rest of it. It forged a friendship between Morrissey and me, and a mutual respect that was based on him taking the piss out of me.

ANDREW PARESI, drummer: There was a terrific forward momentum throughout the recording. It was as if we were recording it on the Titanic and had half an hour to get it done. It had that kind of feel. And in that environment I think you can spark some very interesting things.

STREET: There was a tension in the sense that we were all worried about how we were going to follow in the footprints of The Smiths, but at the same time I think Morrissey found it refreshing to work with a new bunch of people. Andrew Paresi had a very wicked sense of humour and there was a lot of extremely witty, camp comedy flying backwards and forwards. It was actually fun times. I think he felt at home.

PARESI: Morrissey has a very acute understanding of funny, because he has a very firm grasp of the absurd realities of life. And you’ll find that view in all of his songs. He just had this fantastically humorous, mordant outlook on life. Plus he had a really calm, quiet, good-natured demeanour. It was a complete relief from the gallery of pop knob-ends that I’d been working with. At that time there was still this post-Live Aid, boozy, snorting, dick-wad kind of sensibility. Morrissey was the complete opposite. He could just as easily have been an ECM jazz musician, very esoteric.

REILLY: Me and Morrissey used to have wrestling matches. He was very physically together, very strong. We’d find a corridor, suddenly it would go off and no-one knew what to do. Or me and Mozza would be in the sauna, stark-bollock naked. Everybody else was too stupid about everything to do something like that, but Morrissey liked it: “What’s all the big fuss about?” Morrissey was trapped by a lot of people’s attitudes and stereotypes.

STREET: Every now and then Morrissey would come up with a reference. I remember him once referring me to Joni Mitchell. I didn’t realise until that point that Morrissey was a huge fan of hers. And that’s what led me to write “Late Night, Maudlin Street”. He told me: “I want a long, rambling track that loops round and round, à la Joni Mitchell.” That was the way Johnny Marr had worked with him. You had to come up with a backing track that wasn’t just a bunch of chords shoved down. I remember the night he did the vocals and just being absolutely stunned by the quality of the lyric and melody.

REILLY: There was a riff in my head for “Late Night, Maudlin Street”. It had a very ambient, hypnotic vibe to it. I remember it being late at night in the studio and Morrissey did a vocal that we didn’t expect. It made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, because it was exactly the kind of vibe I was feeling. It was so perfect. That was why I’d always wanted to work with Morrissey, because I knew he had this instinctual sense of melody and atmosphere. Whenever he got up to do a vocal performance he’d absolutely astound you, because it changed from being my jumble of free-form guitar. You never knew what he was going to do.

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BONA DRAG

Released: October 1990

Label: HMV

Producer: Stephen Street / Clive Langer / Alan Winstanley

Recorded at: The Wool Hall, Bath / Hook End Manor, Reading

Highest Chart Position: 9

Initially conceived as the follow-up to Viva Hate, Bona Drag instead morphed into a superior collection of singles (“Piccadilly Palare”, “November Spawned A Monster”) and killer B-sides (“Disappointed”, “Will Never Marry”, “Hairdresser On Fire”).

STEPHEN STREET: We made Viva Hate, then went back into the studio for the B-sides to “Everyday Is Like Sunday”. But the session was problematic in that there were quite a lot of mood swings from Vini Reilly at this point. So when we regrouped later in ’88, we decided not to use Vini this time. Instead it was like, ‘How about using Craig Gannon, Mike and Andy [Rourke]?’ Enough time had passed by then, which got me thinking even more that The Smiths were going to re-form.

MIKE JOYCE, drummer: We’d tried carrying on [as The Smiths], but it was that thing about having one quarter of what you love taken away from you. Then I got a call from Morrissey about a year later, asking me if I wanted to do some more work. He pretty much gave me carte blanche, so we got Andy and Craig and it felt natural.

STREET: I’m not a keyboard player, but for “Ouija Board, Ouija Board” it was Morrissey’s request to do something more like Sparks. Then, when I was no longer on the scene, Langer and Winstanley did their version.

CLIVE LANGER, co-producer: It very nearly didn’t happen at all. We’d been put together by the record company. I wasn’t a big Smiths fan and Morrissey wasn’t a Langer-Winstanley fan, though he liked Madness. So on the first day we were messing about with “Ouija Board…” and it just wasn’t sounding great. I didn’t want to put any pressure on him, so I said: “We don’t have to carry on with this.” And he said: “Fine, maybe we should just do this then leave it.” So we went to the pub. Then when we got back, the band had run through the tracks and they actually sounded pretty good. So we decided to make a start at some sort of relationship.

KEVIN ARMSTRONG, guitarist: I was quite open-minded about Morrissey. Obviously I realised that he’s an extremely sensitive, bright, intelligent artist. But on a personal level, I wasn’t really let in. I do remember Morrissey bringing in a record and us all dancing in the large studio room to “Ride On Time” by Black Box. It was his favourite record of the time.

LANGER: During the sessions, Morrissey made it clear that he was open to any of us giving him backing tracks. I wrote “November Spawned A Monster” on the piano and it sounded a bit Stones-like. He said he liked it, then did a vocal. When I realised what the subject matter was, I had this weird tune I’d been fiddling with and said: “How do you feel about me putting this in the middle as the ‘birth’?” And Morrissey said, “Let’s try it.” Then he suggested using Mary Margaret O’Hara, so the whole thing was very organic. She was completely bonkers, unfathomable, really.

ARMSTRONG: The other person who visited those sessions was Joan Sims, with Morrissey being a big Carry On fan and all that. She liked a glass of brandy and a good story. Suggs was there for a while, too. He did a voiceover on “Piccadilly Palare”.

LANGER: Morrissey had Madness come down for dinner, and also Vic and Bob one night. He’d say: “Clive, could you invite so-and-so down?” And when they’d come, he’d have dinner, then disappear. So I’d have to entertain them, which was interesting because I didn’t really know why they were there.

ARMSTRONG: Morrissey employed a chef at great expense. I think she was billed as Princess Margaret’s chef, so I thought it’d be an opportunity to eat really good food. But it was largely cream and pastries. Morrissey was always eating toast, but then there were these heavy, hearty, rich vegetarian meals. It wasn’t the worthy diet I expected.

PARESI: When you were having breakfast with Morrissey and something had got to him – whether it’s a criticism or a passionate feeling about something – he would look up and stare straight at you. It was right into your soul. You could actually feel your guts gripped. That was pretty impressive. What I remember is that sense of someone who was a beautiful savant, if you like.

ARMSTRONG: Morrissey had the haunted master bedroom at Hook End Manor. It’d belonged to David Gilmour, but originally it was the Bishop of Reading’s place or something, from the 16th Century. It’s got a long history and there were creepy vibes in the house. I think Morrissey got quite into that. We did actually play ouija one night. All sorts of things were spelt out. Alcohol and various things had been taken, so I can’t really remember. But we were in a darkened room with a candle.

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KILL UNCLE

Released: March 1991

Label: HMV

Producer: Clive Langer & Alan Winstanley

Recorded at: Hook End Manor, Oxfordshire

Highest Chart Position: 8

Morrissey’s most underrated solo album, marked by fragile song-poems, atypical textures (piano, strings, vibraphone) and a belated rockabilly rush that pointed the way to the more cohesive Your Arsenal.

MARK NEVIN, co-writer: I was in the studio with Kirsty [MacColl], recording Electric Landlady, and got a call about Morrissey’s manager wanting to speak to me. He just said to send him some music. So I sent these tapes off, addressed to ‘Burt Reynolds’, as I was told to write on the envelope. Then a postcard reply came, saying: “It’s Perfect.” [See below] I started to send more and I’d get these fantastic replies, first as postcards, then as brief letters in that spidery Morrissey scrawl. When it came to record at the studio, I was driving along and he was coming out of Hook End on his pushbike, exactly like one of the lookalikes from the “Stop Me If You Think You’ve Heard This One Before” video. It was surreal.

LANGER: We weren’t interested in musical fashions at the time, like the whole Manchester thing. That’s why Kill Uncle got slated, because it didn’t fit in and didn’t sound like The Smiths. But I thought that was its strength. Each song had a different story and feel. I wanted to pull out the colour in each song, without making it sound too over the top.

NEVIN: It was a bizarre experience. There was no sit-down or deciding what we were going to do. One reason was that Morrissey was so private and shy and wasn’t forthcoming. So nobody really took the lead on it. Clive did quite a lot of different things than I’d originally imagined. Where I’d perhaps put an electric guitar, he’d put a piano, which was very much his style from the Madness thing. “Asian Rut” was a good example of trying to bring in different instruments. There’s vibraphone, Indian violin and double bass bows. All these instruments hadn’t been heard on a Morrissey record before.

PARESI: To use a parallel from the animal kingdom, it’s as if Morrissey went into a chrysalis stage and emerged out the other side as a rockabilly butterfly. Essentially that album was the changeover. It was like the driver going from the local train to the express.

NEVIN: “Our Frank” was the first one we recorded. Clive and Alan [Winstanley] put a load of slapback echo on Morrissey’s voice, so it was real Elvis style. Bedders [bassist Mark Bedford] and I were having this first-day-at-school giggly moment. The words of the song were very funny: “I’m gonna be sick all over your frankly vulgar red pullover”. So we were laughing at that and also because we were nervous and it was Morrissey. The whole thing escalated into hysteria. I think Morrissey was delighted by the effect he had on us.

LANGER: We used to socialise a bit. All of us went to see the Buzzcocks one night and we went bowling once. Morrissey’s pretty good at sports. We used to play football a lot and he was quite aggressive.

NEVIN: Around the dinner table there’d be lots of chat going on. Although Morrissey often wouldn’t say anything, which could be very intimidating. He’d sit there silently presiding over our nervousness and awkwardness. I felt a bit like a new kid at boarding school.

PARESI: I remember one twilit night at Hook End in autumn. A lot of apples had fallen in the orchard and Morrissey picked some of them up. Then he walked down to the wire fence and started feeding the cows. They were really enjoying the apples and making a loud noise, which made Morrissey burst out laughing. It was absolutely the most touching thing.

LANGER: Morrissey and I used to go on really long walks in the forest. I felt like I got pretty close to him and lived in his world for a year or so. And it’s not a logical world. He lives by his own rules and you have to live those rules as well when you’re with him. In a way it’s a bit sad, because it was an intense experience, then when you finished working with him, that was the end. It feels like you’ve made a friend, then you don’t hear from them again.

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YOUR ARSENAL

Released: July 1992

Label: HMV

Producer: Mick Ronson

Recorded at: Utopia, London / The Wool Hall, Bath

Highest Chart Position: 4

With Bowie’s one-time lieutenant as producer, and the arrival of what was to become his most trusted lineup (Boz Boorer, Alain Whyte, Gary Day), Morrissey embraced glam and his newfound love of rockabilly.

NEVIN: Due to prior commitments, I didn’t do the Kill Uncle tour, but Morrissey said: “Let’s do the next album anyway, I’d like us to write together.” But in the end there were only two songs of mine on Your Arsenal. The rest had been scrapped. I think it was Morrissey’s ‘up yours’ to me [for not going on tour]: you dumped me and now I’m getting you back. That was the implication.

NEVIN: Originally the Your Arsenal songs were all mine. He called me up and asked who we should get to produce it. I suggested Mick Ronson. At the time, Mick Ronson hadn’t been seen or heard of for a long time. Morrissey said: “What a great idea, can you get hold of him?” So I put the word out to different people I knew. Then one day Mick Ronson called me from New York: “I hear you want to talk to me about producing Morrissey. What’s he like?” I said: “He’s Morrissey, y’know, The Smiths.” And Mick just went: “What are they like?” He’d never even heard of them. Then he said he was coming to London in a few days, so Morrissey asked if I could get him to come round to my house in Camden the following Friday. A week later, I opened my front door and there was Mick Ronson, looking like he’d been frozen in time since the Ziggy Stardust tour, with this blond mullet. He sat down in my front room, then Morrissey turned up, all quiff and glasses, with [assistant] Peter Hogg. And they just sat on the opposite sofa looking at each other. It was very awkward, but thankfully Peter Hogg was gobby. At one point he turned to Ronson and said: “So Mick, did David ever try to shag ya?” And Mick went: “Bloody tried to a few times. Never bloody succeeded!” I don’t think we even spoke about the record. It was all so bizarre, then somewhere down the line it was arranged that Mick was going to produce it.

MORRISSEY: He asked me what kind of LP I wanted to make, and I said, “One people would listen to for a very long time,” and he said, “Oh, all right then,” as if I’d asked him to put the cat out.

SPENCER COBRIN, drummer: Mick Ronson was a lovely fella, completely understated, unassuming, soft-spoken. He was also very sick at the time. His spirit came out when he picked up the guitar. I remember sitting next to him at the console when he put down some eerie e-bow guitar on “Seasick, Yet Still Docked”. I noticed his fingertips were gnarly and calloused. I could see his passion for music by looking at those fingers of his.

MORRISSEY: I’d always pushed the vocal against the structure of the melody, and I didn’t know how long this could work. Mick said, “You haven’t even started.” He’d learnt all writing systems, tunings and chord combinations the best way – by ear, which is usually the secret of great music. But he took me aside one night and said, “You realise your drummer can’t actually play?” and I said, “Yes. But it isn’t always a problem.” Mick could have used this as a stick to beat me with, but his only instinct was to save all of us – drummer included – from the snake pit. There wasn’t a single moment when Mick wasn’t patient and understanding. We all absolutely loved him.

NEVIN: I did go to the studio to do “I Know It’s Gonna Happen Someday”, which is credited as being produced by Mick, but he wasn’t there. He had cancer and was undergoing treatment at the hospital, so I did all that with the band. Although there was a very strange moment when Mick did come back and started listening to the song. It got to the end where it’s doing that really obvious “Rock’n’Roll Suicide” rip-off and he looked at me as if to say, “Are you having a laugh?”

COBRIN: All I can remember of Your Arsenal was nerves and feeling totally under the gun. There was no real instruction given by Morrissey, or if there was it was probably something cryptic. On Southpaw Grammar [1995], for example, the directive for “The Boy Racer” was: “It sounds too much like Waitrose; needs to be more Harrods.” So we’d listen to the rough demos and flesh out the tracks in the studio. I’ve no idea what instruction Morrissey gave to Mick in terms of production. But I think just having Mick there with his sensibilities was probably enough to shape the record.

MORRISSEY: Mick had zero ego and cared only for the common good – he was without a shred of preciousness given the incredible turns his life had taken. Furthermore, he was blond-haired, blue-eyed handsome – still a shy smile. It struck me how he would have been magnificent for The Smiths’ first LP, but any mention of a top-notch producer and Rough Trade would drop like ’30s TB patients at the thought of having to pay for something.

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VAUXHALL AND I

Released: March 1994

Label: Parlophone

Producer: Steve Lillywhite

Recorded at: Hook End Manor, Oxfordshire

Highest Chart Position: 1

Arguably Morrissey’s finest solo work, in which he addresses the vagaries of a post-Smiths world in tones that veer from poignant and reflective to caustic and downright belligerent.

STEVE LILLYWHITE, producer: I’d mixed “Ask” for The Smiths, but I’d never met Morrissey until this album. He told me he’d booked the studio, so I phoned him back with a list of all Chris Dickie’s credits, to convince him that this was the guy to use as engineer. And Morrissey just went: “Steve, stop. How long is his hair?” I said it wasn’t very long, so he went: “Good. That’s all I need to know.” So Chris Dickie got the job because he didn’t have long hair!

JONNY BRIDGWOOD, bassist: There was a general air of excitement from day one. The feeling was that we were about to create something that was quite special. Everyone was keen and enthusiastic.

WOODIE TAYLOR, drummer: I learnt so much from Steve Lillywhite, who has the incredible gift of being able to draw the best performances from all those he works with. I think it certainly helped that there was a huge amount of new blood injected into the album. On the first sessions that he produced, Chris Dickie engineered, Danton Supple assisted, Jonny Bridgwood played bass, I drummed and Boz Boorer wrote the music – we had a lot to prove. Morrissey was singing better than ever, too.

LILLYWHITE: Morrissey looks at a song not as verse-chorus-verse, but as a story. He didn’t think like musicians do or really care about the nuts and bolts of it. I remember him coming in one day and we played him a track. He just looked at me and said, “Steve: Shepherd’s Bush 1964, The Who.” Then he just walked out.

BRIDGWOOD: Morrissey would come into the control room, have a listen and give his seal of approval, or not. Unlike other singers, he doesn’t interfere in the musical process, although he’ll steer it in a direction he’s comfortable with.

LILLYWHITE: Boz [Boorer] and Alain [Whyte] would send Morrissey cassettes of music and when he had enough, he’d go: “OK, it’s time to make a record.” Then he’d send the songs back that he liked and they’d have song titles next to each one. So we’d record the tune without knowing what the vocals or lyrics were. I couldn’t wait to do one called “Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning”. When Morrissey eventually came to do the vocals, he had the song in a completely different way, so his chorus would sometimes start halfway through the verse. I did three albums with Morrissey, of which Vauxhall And I was by far the most satisfying. It was certainly a crowning moment for me.

BRIDGWOOD: When Morrissey did his vocals, we all cleared out for a few days and let him get on with it. So when we came back we didn’t know what to expect. The vocal on “Lifeguard…” sounded totally different, but once you heard it, the whole thing made perfect sense.

LILLYWHITE: Morrissey would spend a lot of time in the bath or in his bedroom. We had this dice game that we used to love playing and he would occasionally join in. But he was always on the outside looking in. He’d watch as all these other things went on, just observing.

BRIDGWOOD: I remember Woodie and me sitting at the back of the control room and Morrissey was talking to us. He asked how I got into playing bass. I told him I just loved the sound of it and he said: “Yes, but it’s not the kind of thing that you want to do from the age of five, is it?” I thought that was very funny.

LILLYWHITE: There was a manager who looked after the biggest male artist of the time. I won’t say who it was, but this guy wanted to manage Morrissey. So he flew from Los Angeles to Heathrow and got a car to drive him all the way to Hook End Manor for this meeting. Morrissey glanced at him as he came in, then basically rushed off and disappeared. Two hours passed and there was no sign. It was all a bit embarrassing and eventually this guy left. In the end, Morrissey appeared from the pub. He literally said he didn’t like the look of his hair. He’d only glimpsed the back of his head and that meeting never did happen. Aesthetics for him are everything.

The 38th Uncut Playlist Of 2013, plus Morrissey Autobiography lucky dip!

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Page 366: Kenneth Williams. Page 437 Peter Wyngarde. Page 88 WH Auden. Page 384 Diana Dors. Page 27 JACKPOT! It's Myra Hindley! It’s deadline day at Uncut, but I’ve been somewhat distracted by playing Morrisssey Autobiography lucky dip. Michael’s working his way through it in a more organised and assiduous fashion, and will be posting something later in the day, with a prevailing wind. As for music, lots to play here. Let me gently steer you towards the Howard Ivans track, which is one of the Spacebomb projects that Matthew E White has been sitting on for God knows how long, and which shows the Spacebomb crew’s arranging virtuosity can stretch to elaborate symphonic funk in the vein of Quincy Jones. Impressive. Also worth checking out: a very promising taster of the Linda Perhacs comeback; the best Bowie track of the year; the Necks album, which has become my default album every single morning; and, again, Courtney Barnett, who I’ve now decided reminds me of Liz Phair signed to the Half A Cow label. “Avant Gardener” is really stuck in my head at the moment, and I’m OK with that. Hey, page 283: Dirk Bogarde! Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey 1 The Necks – Open (Northern Spy) 2 Howard Ivans – Red Face Boy (Spacebomb) 3 Goat – Live Ballroom Ritual (Rocket) 4 Israel Nash Gripka – Israel Nash’s Rain Plains (Loose) 5 Joni Mitchell – Court And Spark (Asylum) 6 Parquet Courts – Tally All The Things That You Broke EP (What’s Your Rupture?) 7 Unknown Mortal Orchestra – Blue Record (Jagjaguwar) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MI5sCbEWROw 8 Low – The Visible End (Sub Pop) 9 Birds Of Maya – September 7, 2013 Paradise Of Bachelors/WXYC Day Show, Hopscotch Music Festival (nyctaper.com) 10 Linda Perhacs – Prisms Of Glass (Live At Mexican Summer: Five Years Festival) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swfynsupEYk 11 White Denim – Corsicana Lemonade (Downtown) Read my review here 12 Various Artists – Purple Snow: Forecasting The Minneapolis Sound (Numero Group) 13 White Fence – Live In San Francisco (Castleface) 14 Brendan Benson – You Were Right (Lojinx) 15 La Femme 'Psycho Tropical Berlin' (Disque Pointo) 16 David Bowie – Love Is Lost (Hello Steve Reich Mix By James Murphy For The DFA) (ISO) 17 Courtney Barnett – The Double EP: A Sea Of Split Peas (House Anxiety) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcnIhzaDTd0 18 Alasdair Roberts & Robin Robertson – Hrta Songs (Stone Tape) 19 Al Green – Let’s Stay Together (Hi/Fat Possum) 20 Al Green – I’m Still In Love With You (Hi/Fat Possum) 21 Al Green – Greatest Hits (Hi/Fat Possum) 22 High Water – The Beautiful Moon EP (Other People) 23 Jaakko Eino Kalevi - No End (Weird World) 24 Yo La Tengo – Fade: Deluxe Edition (Matador) 25 Four Tet – Beautiful Rewind (Text) 26 Sun Kil Moon – Micheline (Caldo Verde) 27 The Necks – Mosquito (ReR Megacorp) 28 Endless Boogie – Long Island (No Quarter)

Page 366: Kenneth Williams. Page 437 Peter Wyngarde. Page 88 WH Auden. Page 384 Diana Dors. Page 27 JACKPOT! It’s Myra Hindley!

It’s deadline day at Uncut, but I’ve been somewhat distracted by playing Morrisssey Autobiography lucky dip. Michael’s working his way through it in a more organised and assiduous fashion, and will be posting something later in the day, with a prevailing wind.

As for music, lots to play here. Let me gently steer you towards the Howard Ivans track, which is one of the Spacebomb projects that Matthew E White has been sitting on for God knows how long, and which shows the Spacebomb crew’s arranging virtuosity can stretch to elaborate symphonic funk in the vein of Quincy Jones. Impressive.

Also worth checking out: a very promising taster of the Linda Perhacs comeback; the best Bowie track of the year; the Necks album, which has become my default album every single morning; and, again, Courtney Barnett, who I’ve now decided reminds me of Liz Phair signed to the Half A Cow label. “Avant Gardener” is really stuck in my head at the moment, and I’m OK with that.

Hey, page 283: Dirk Bogarde!

Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

1 The Necks – Open (Northern Spy)

2 Howard Ivans – Red Face Boy (Spacebomb)

3 Goat – Live Ballroom Ritual (Rocket)

4 Israel Nash Gripka – Israel Nash’s Rain Plains (Loose)

5 Joni Mitchell – Court And Spark (Asylum)

6 Parquet Courts – Tally All The Things That You Broke EP (What’s Your Rupture?)

7 Unknown Mortal Orchestra – Blue Record (Jagjaguwar)

8 Low – The Visible End (Sub Pop)

9 Birds Of Maya – September 7, 2013 Paradise Of Bachelors/WXYC Day Show, Hopscotch Music Festival (nyctaper.com)

10 Linda Perhacs – Prisms Of Glass (Live At Mexican Summer: Five Years Festival)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swfynsupEYk

11 White Denim – Corsicana Lemonade (Downtown)

Read my review here

12 Various Artists – Purple Snow: Forecasting The Minneapolis Sound (Numero Group)

13 White Fence – Live In San Francisco (Castleface)

14 Brendan Benson – You Were Right (Lojinx)

15 La Femme ‘Psycho Tropical Berlin’ (Disque Pointo)

16 David Bowie – Love Is Lost (Hello Steve Reich Mix By James Murphy For The DFA) (ISO)

17 Courtney Barnett – The Double EP: A Sea Of Split Peas (House Anxiety)

18 Alasdair Roberts & Robin Robertson – Hrta Songs (Stone Tape)

19 Al Green – Let’s Stay Together (Hi/Fat Possum)

20 Al Green – I’m Still In Love With You (Hi/Fat Possum)

21 Al Green – Greatest Hits (Hi/Fat Possum)

22 High Water – The Beautiful Moon EP (Other People)

23 Jaakko Eino Kalevi – No End (Weird World)

24 Yo La Tengo – Fade: Deluxe Edition (Matador)

25 Four Tet – Beautiful Rewind (Text)

26 Sun Kil Moon – Micheline (Caldo Verde)

27 The Necks – Mosquito (ReR Megacorp)

28 Endless Boogie – Long Island (No Quarter)

Kim Deal ‘welcome to rejoin Pixies’

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Kim Deal is welcome to rejoin Pixies if she wants to, drummer Dave Lovering has told NME. The band parted ways with Deal earlier this year and then replaced her with Kim Shattuck, who has previously played with The Muffs and The Pandoras. However, in a new interview with NME Lovering extends an ol...

Kim Deal is welcome to rejoin Pixies if she wants to, drummer Dave Lovering has told NME.

The band parted ways with Deal earlier this year and then replaced her with Kim Shattuck, who has previously played with The Muffs and The Pandoras. However, in a new interview with NME Lovering extends an olive branch to the bass player.

Speaking about the split, Lovering says: “We left it open. It was sad and tough when she left, but we wish her well and she has a welcome back if she’d like to. When she said she was leaving it was distressing and there was a lot of panic and we were like, ‘What are we going to do?’ We thought the correct thing is to go forward. So we did.”

Meanwhile, the band have also hinted that there will be a follow up to the ‘EP1’ they released earlier this year. “There’s definitely ‘EP2′” says guitarist Joey Santiago, “but the rest is a secret.” Lovering elaborates further, “I know ‘EP1’ is maybe missing some of the punk, and maybe the next one will come back to that.”

Pixies played their first UK gig with Shattuck at Camden’s Roundhouse last month (September 25) as part of the iTunes Festival. The Boston band delivered a bumper 28-song set which included ‘Andro Queen’ and ‘Indie Cindy’, from their new EP, ‘EP1’, as well as classics such as ‘Wave Of Mutilation’ and an encore of ‘Monkey Gone To Heaven’ and ‘Vamos’.

Prince to host ‘pajama party’ gig at his home

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Prince will be hosting a 'pajama party' at his home and personal recording complex Paisley Park Studios this weekend. The singer will be playing the late show on the night of October 19, following a similar gig at Paisley Park earlier this month. This time around however, the show, which is titled ...

Prince will be hosting a ‘pajama party’ at his home and personal recording complex Paisley Park Studios this weekend.

The singer will be playing the late show on the night of October 19, following a similar gig at Paisley Park earlier this month. This time around however, the show, which is titled The Breakfast Experience Pajama Dance Party, will require attendees to come in sleepwear. The dresscode states: “dress 2 impress – keep it classy!” The flyer for the gig also states that doors for the gig will open at 2am and that the band will “Party til’ the sun comes up!”. Prince will be backed by his 3rdEyeGirl band. A $50 donation is required on the door.

Prince played another show at his home studio on October 5. He opened his home and personal recording complex near Minneapolis to the public, where he was joined by both 3rdEyeGirl and his old band New Power Generation. Prince played tracks from throughout his lengthy career at the show – from ‘Cool’ and ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’ to ‘Breakfast Can Wait’ – which almost 2,000 people attended.

The Strokes hint at plans for 2014

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The Strokes have announced that they are working towards a "return to the scene" in 2014. The band revealed the cryptic news in a fan email newsletter titled 'Fall 2013 Update', which was promoting guitarist Albert Hammond Jr's new solo album. "Hey folks, while The Strokes are toiling and writing...

The Strokes have announced that they are working towards a “return to the scene” in 2014.

The band revealed the cryptic news in a fan email newsletter titled ‘Fall 2013 Update’, which was promoting guitarist Albert Hammond Jr’s new solo album.

“Hey folks, while The Strokes are toiling and writing, looking at 2014 for a return to the scene, Albert Hammond Jr. has been busy on his solo EP…” it reads.

Comedown Machine, The Strokes’ most recent album, was released in March this year (2013). The band’s bassist Nikolai Fraiture subsequently revealed that they have no plans to tour the record.

Albert Hammond Jr later added that there could be “10 more Strokes albums” in the future, however. “There might be times when we’re not doing things but I don’t feel like we’ll ever stop,” he said. “We’ve come to the point where we’ve been together so long and been through so much that why announce anything besides what we’re doing? We’re just together.”

Albert Hammond Jr released a new EP, titled ‘AHJ’, last week (October 8) on his bandmate Julian Casablancas’ Cult Records label. The follow-up to his 2006 debut LP ‘Yours To Keep’ and 2008 record ‘¿Cómo Te Llama?’, Hammond Jr said of the material: “It’s a combination of both previous recordings, which in turn makes it feel like it’s the best material that I’ve made so far.”

Morrissey Autobiography: The Smiths, relationship revelations and more

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Morrissey has written about The Smiths as well as his first serious relationship in Autobiography, which is published today [October 17]. According to quotes published in The Guardian, Morrissey says that he did not have his first serious relationship until his mid-30s. "For the first time in my l...

Morrissey has written about The Smiths as well as his first serious relationship in Autobiography, which is published today [October 17].

According to quotes published in The Guardian, Morrissey says that he did not have his first serious relationship until his mid-30s.

“For the first time in my life the eternal ‘I’ becomes ‘we’, as, finally, I can get on with someone.”

The relationship was with a man The Guardian identify as Jake Owen Walters. “Jake and I neither sought not needed company other than our own for the whirlwind stretch to come,” Morrissey writes. “Indulgently Jake and I test how far each of us can go before ‘being dwelt in’ causes cries of intolerable struggle, but our closeness transcends such visitations.”

Morrissey also discusses his lack of interest in girls as a youth: “Girls remained mysteriously attracted to me, and I had no idea why, since although each fumbling foray hit the target, nothing electrifying took place, and I turned a thousand corners without caring … Far more exciting were the array of stylish racing bikes that my father would bring home.”

On the subject of The Smiths, The Guardian reports that Morrissey writes: “The Smiths’ sound rockets with meteroic progression: bomb-burst drumming, explosive chords, combative basslines, and over it all I am as free as a hawk to paint the canvas as I wish. It is a gift from Jesus.”

The Guardian also report disclosures including a potential kidnap attempt in Mexico and an incident where he was detained by officers from Special Branch following the release of “Margaret On The Guillotine”, “so that they might gauge whether or not I pose a security threat to Margaret Thatcher.”

The Guardian also reports that Morrissey is critical of the NME, Rough Trade records and the judge who presided over the 1996 court case which found in favour of Mike Joyce‘s claim for 25% of The Smiths’ earnings.

Morrisey confirms book signing

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Morrissey will be signing copies of his autobiography tomorrow [October 16]. According to his quasi-official website, True To You, Morrissey will be appearing in Gothenberg, Sweden to sign copies of Autobiography - which is published tomorrow. The post reads: "Morrissey will appear at Akademibokh...

Morrissey will be signing copies of his autobiography tomorrow [October 16].

According to his quasi-official website, True To You, Morrissey will be appearing in Gothenberg, Sweden to sign copies of Autobiography – which is published tomorrow.

The post reads:

“Morrissey will appear at Akademibokhandeln Nordstan in Goteborg (Sweden) on Thursday 17 October to sign copies of his Autobiography. The book is available throughout Europe on this date.

“Akademibokhandeln Nordstan is at Norra Hamngatan 26, 411 06 Goteborg. Their telephone number is +46 31 61 70 30, and their email is goteborg.nordstan@akademibokhandeln.se.

“Morrissey will appear at 5 pm.

“No additional book signings are planned.”

Mick Taylor to join Ron Wood onstage for Jimmy Reed tribute gig

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Mick Taylor will join his successor in the Rolling Stones, Ron Wood onstage for a gig in tribute to the late blues pioneer Jimmy Reed. Taylor will appear in Wood's band on the closing night of Bluesfest (November 1), the four-day festival taking place at London's Royal Albert Hall, which runs from ...

Mick Taylor will join his successor in the Rolling Stones, Ron Wood onstage for a gig in tribute to the late blues pioneer Jimmy Reed.

Taylor will appear in Wood’s band on the closing night of Bluesfest (November 1), the four-day festival taking place at London’s Royal Albert Hall, which runs from October 29 until November 1.

Mick Taylor previously joined his former bandmates on their 50 & Counting tour earlier this year, and during their debut headline set at this year’s Glastonbury Festival.

Atoms For Peace stream surprise Austin gig – watch

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Atoms For Peace are currently streaming their last-minute gig at Austin's Moody Theatre on Sunday (October 13) after the festival they were supposed to be playing was cancelled. Following news that the final day of Austin City Limits was to be pulled and after Thom Yorke tweeted: "Austin Texas toni...

Atoms For Peace are currently streaming their last-minute gig at Austin’s Moody Theatre on Sunday (October 13) after the festival they were supposed to be playing was cancelled.

Following news that the final day of Austin City Limits was to be pulled and after Thom Yorke tweeted: “Austin Texas tonight. A storm to end all storms! Lightning and thunder & rain like I have never seen..” the band decided to play a surprise set in town. The gig is now streaming. Click below to watch the show and scroll down for a setlist from the evening.

The final day of Austin City Limits festival was cancelled due to poor weather conditions. Flash flood warnings were issued and it was reported that between five and 11 inches of rain fell overnight on Saturday (October 12) around the festival site. Announcing the cancellation on their website, organisers said they regretted having to pull the show, but they had to make people’s safety a priority.

“Our first priority is always the safety of our fans, staff and artists,” said Shelby Meade, communications director for C3 Presents, the promoter behind Austin City Limits Music Festival. “We regret having to cancel the show today, but safety always comes first.”

Atoms For Peace played:

‘Before Your Very Eyes…’

‘Default’

‘The Clock’

‘Ingenue’

‘Unless’

‘And It Rained All Night’

‘Harrowdown Hill’

‘Dropped’

‘Cymbal Rush’

‘Feeling Pulled Apart by Horses’

‘Rabbit in Your Headlights’

‘Paperbag Writer’

‘Amok’

‘Atoms for Peace’

‘Black Swan’

U2 aim to finish work on new album in November

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U2 are aiming to finish their new album by the end of November, bass player Adam Clayton has revealed. The band last released an album in 2009 when they put out No Line On The Horizon. It is expected that their new record will appear in 2014 with Clayton confirming that the band are trying to wind ...

U2 are aiming to finish their new album by the end of November, bass player Adam Clayton has revealed.

The band last released an album in 2009 when they put out No Line On The Horizon. It is expected that their new record will appear in 2014 with Clayton confirming that the band are trying to wind up work and get the songs “absolutely right” prior to Christmas.

Speaking to Irish radio station 98FM, Clayton said of the sound of the album: “I think it’s a bit of a return to U2 of old, but with the maturity, if you like, of the U2 of the last 10 years. It’s a combination of those two things and it’s a really interesting hybrid.”

He added: “We’re in the studio. We’re trying to get these 12 songs absolutely right and get them finished by the end of November, and then we can kind of enjoy Christmas.”

In the same interview, guitarist The Edge said: “We always try to bring out something different, every time we’re in the studio. But it’s the fans who decide that really.”

Earlier this year U2 were reportedly spotted entering a New York studio with Coldplay’s Chris Martin, fuelling speculation that the singer may appear on the band’s new album. All four members of the rock group were seen at the Electric Lady Studios in New York in May, where Danger Mouse was reportedly mixing the new material.

Meanwhile, Bono had a newly-identified species of spider named after him in January. The trapdoor spider, which was one of 33 new species discovered by biologist Jason Bond of Auburn University in Alabama, can be found in the Joshua Tree National Park – the California landscape that the band’s seminal 1987 album was named after.

White Denim, “Corsicana Lemonade”

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Playing spot-the-reference isn’t, I guess, the most elevated game for critics to indulge in. White Denim’s music, however, suggests that the Austin quartet are conceivably America’s most exciting record store nerds. Last time they put an album out (“D”, in 2011), I wrote a review in the mag that included this paragraph: “In the second-hand record shops of Austin, Texas, one suspects White Denim may have a bit of a reputation. A couple of months ago, the band posted a mixtape, on www.gorillavsbear.net, that could be read as a memorial to their crate-digging. Who were the choogling brothers that appeared to be singing in Japanese? Was that Crazy Horse (without Neil, mind), nestling just before Moby Grape? And what of the mesmeric last piece, a systems extravaganza reminiscent of Steve Reich, but more cosmically inclined?” I’ve just checked and the mixtape is still there (it was Moby Grape and Crazy Horse of course; the other artists I alluded to were Happy End and Roberto Cacciapaglia). As a primer for the eclectic and arcane roots of “D”, it remains both effective and enjoyable. When White Denim leaked the first track from “Corsicana Lemonade” a few weeks ago, though, there was a small but perceptible rumble of discontent from some of their fans. The relative directness of “Pretty Green”, along with the news that Jeff Tweedy had produced at least some of the forthcoming album, “Corsicana Lemonade”, led a few to conclude that White Denim were at least trying to sell out, to “do a Black Keys”. As Phil King in the Uncut office has pointed out, “Pretty Green” actually sounds more like a turbocharged version of this old Paul McCartney song, “Oh Woman Oh Why”… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzU-iqRHubM If there’s an echo of The Black Keys that I can spot on “Corsicana Lemonade”, it’s a rather skewed one: the superb title track at least begins with a frisson of Afrobeat that reminds me of what Dan Auerbach brought to “Ice Age” on the Dr John album he produced, “Ice Age”. “Corsicana Lemonade” (the song), though, soon enough evolves into a meticulously-plotted jam that’s more reminiscent of an old White Denim touchstone, The Allman Brothers. If there’s a change this time out, it’s perhaps that these jams don’t move into quite such transcendent spaces; in one piece I wrote about “D”, I talked a lot about how they were a kind of Southern Math-Rock, and about how their choogle could evolve into shamanic workouts that recalled the Boredoms, of all people. Without losing that trademark intricacy, and their progressive imperative, “Corsicana Lemonade” feels like a fractionally streamlined, compacted version of White Denim. The mathematical extrapolations have been cut back, the Minutemen jerks smoothed over a little, but the gushing invention of their music is still intact. At heart, “New Blue Feeling” is an impeccably crafted country-soul ballad, but it’s the way that the band empathetically tug it into something more revved-up, wired and expansive that makes it so special. I don’t have a mixtape to hand, like last time, with which I can parse the more obscure influences. There are some big name allusions here, though: a surfeit of Allmans (check out “Distant Relative Salute”, especially); Hendrix (“Limited By Stature” begins in a not entirely dissimilar way to “Burning Of The Midnight Lamp”); Ernie Isley (the blissfully fuzzed riffs that close “A Place To Start” and the album; the Thin Lizzy chops in “At Night In Dreams”. “Come Back”, meanwhile, suggests that White Denim might find investigation of the Chris Robinson Brotherhood worthwhile, however unlikely that might read. It all feels like a band subtly tweaking their sound for a potentially bigger audience, without alienating the loyalists who’ve loved their terrific earlier records. I think White Denim are one of the finest American bands of the past few years, and I really hope this works out for them. Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey Photo: Mark Seliger

Playing spot-the-reference isn’t, I guess, the most elevated game for critics to indulge in. White Denim’s music, however, suggests that the Austin quartet are conceivably America’s most exciting record store nerds. Last time they put an album out (“D”, in 2011), I wrote a review in the mag that included this paragraph:

“In the second-hand record shops of Austin, Texas, one suspects White Denim may have a bit of a reputation. A couple of months ago, the band posted a mixtape, on www.gorillavsbear.net, that could be read as a memorial to their crate-digging. Who were the choogling brothers that appeared to be singing in Japanese? Was that Crazy Horse (without Neil, mind), nestling just before Moby Grape? And what of the mesmeric last piece, a systems extravaganza reminiscent of Steve Reich, but more cosmically inclined?”

I’ve just checked and the mixtape is still there (it was Moby Grape and Crazy Horse of course; the other artists I alluded to were Happy End and Roberto Cacciapaglia). As a primer for the eclectic and arcane roots of “D”, it remains both effective and enjoyable.

When White Denim leaked the first track from “Corsicana Lemonade” a few weeks ago, though, there was a small but perceptible rumble of discontent from some of their fans. The relative directness of “Pretty Green”, along with the news that Jeff Tweedy had produced at least some of the forthcoming album, “Corsicana Lemonade”, led a few to conclude that White Denim were at least trying to sell out, to “do a Black Keys”.

As Phil King in the Uncut office has pointed out, “Pretty Green” actually sounds more like a turbocharged version of this old Paul McCartney song, “Oh Woman Oh Why”…

If there’s an echo of The Black Keys that I can spot on “Corsicana Lemonade”, it’s a rather skewed one: the superb title track at least begins with a frisson of Afrobeat that reminds me of what Dan Auerbach brought to “Ice Age” on the Dr John album he produced, “Ice Age”. “Corsicana Lemonade” (the song), though, soon enough evolves into a meticulously-plotted jam that’s more reminiscent of an old White Denim touchstone, The Allman Brothers.

If there’s a change this time out, it’s perhaps that these jams don’t move into quite such transcendent spaces; in one piece I wrote about “D”, I talked a lot about how they were a kind of Southern Math-Rock, and about how their choogle could evolve into shamanic workouts that recalled the Boredoms, of all people.

Without losing that trademark intricacy, and their progressive imperative, “Corsicana Lemonade” feels like a fractionally streamlined, compacted version of White Denim. The mathematical extrapolations have been cut back, the Minutemen jerks smoothed over a little, but the gushing invention of their music is still intact. At heart, “New Blue Feeling” is an impeccably crafted country-soul ballad, but it’s the way that the band empathetically tug it into something more revved-up, wired and expansive that makes it so special.

I don’t have a mixtape to hand, like last time, with which I can parse the more obscure influences. There are some big name allusions here, though: a surfeit of Allmans (check out “Distant Relative Salute”, especially); Hendrix (“Limited By Stature” begins in a not entirely dissimilar way to “Burning Of The Midnight Lamp”); Ernie Isley (the blissfully fuzzed riffs that close “A Place To Start” and the album; the Thin Lizzy chops in “At Night In Dreams”.

“Come Back”, meanwhile, suggests that White Denim might find investigation of the Chris Robinson Brotherhood worthwhile, however unlikely that might read. It all feels like a band subtly tweaking their sound for a potentially bigger audience, without alienating the loyalists who’ve loved their terrific earlier records. I think White Denim are one of the finest American bands of the past few years, and I really hope this works out for them.

Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

Photo: Mark Seliger