Category Archives: London

➤ Kemp ‘sets a new standard for rock memoirs’

Gary Kemp, autobiography, I know this much, Bill Nighy,Steve Jansen,paperback❚ ONE LONDONER’S LIFE newly topped up in paperback today. . . Spandau Ballet songwriter Gary Kemp surprised many when last year’s autobiography, I Know This Much, proved exceedingly well written and frank, what’s more. Many of his contemporaries – such as top Amazon reviewer Steve Jansen — believe that his perceptive memories of a London now transformed make a “a touching testament to spiritual growth”. Jansen writes:

“The real value of I Know This Much, aside from its glistening prose, is in witnessing someone discovering themselves. Always something of an odd penny, the Spandau songwriter and arguably its spiritual leader was always wiser than his pop position called for, and his working class soulboy roots never really sat comfortably with his angular New Romantic entrance. This rendered him somewhat pretentious to many, and his flaunting of left-wing politics often grated when framed by his band’s timely, aspirational image.

“However, with the benefit of distance and maturity (and following his time in the wilderness, as Joe Strummer would say, when discussing that inevitable period between an artist’s fall and his redemption), Kemp is able to reflect with great poignancy on a young man’s journey into, and through the shining city of dreams. In Kemp’s case that city, metaphorically, but more often literally — and literary in its evocation — is unmistakably London, and the metropolis is ever present like a ghost, framing his actions and attitude . . .

“From the sheer and challenging poverty of his childhood, through to the sensitively handled, near tear-jerking account of his parents’ death within days of each other in 2009, money and success is always comes second to recollections of his brother, mother and father. Kemp is evidently, despite his aloof lone wolf image, a highly sensitive and lovingly loyal chap, but this is an identity that he has to arrive at; and time and the ravages of age are the consequential pain of his slow lesson.”

The new paperback edition from Fourth Estate brings us up to date with a postscript on the band’s reunion.Rock journalist Robert Sandall of The Sunday Times made Kemp’s his Book of the Year: “A sharply observed account by a quintessential London musician. Kemp exudes confidence, candour and a keen appreciation of the capital’s club culture” … “Sets a new standard for rock memoirs,” says rock writer Paul Du Noyer … “Deeply cool,” says the deeply cool actor Bill Nighy.

Barbara Ellen interviews Kemp in the Guardian on his autobiography: “a fascinating slice of social history”

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2010 ➤ Grace Jones turns her back on London ;-)

❚ GRACE JONES WAS TRULY IN THE PINK tonight for a one-off concert at London’s Royal Albert Hall as a long-awaited top-up to last year’s Hurricane tour. The video above gives a taste of her finale to the old Piaf song La vie en rose, shot by yours truly. See if you can spot the colour of her… lipstick.

Grace Jones, London, 2010, Hurricane

Hurricane 2010 at the Albert Hall: Grace Jones becomes the title track from her album. Photographed © by Shapersofthe80s

Grace Jones, London, 2010, © Shapersofthe80s.com

Love is the drug: Grace as a shimmering silver heart imprisoned by lasers

❚ “HEADS ARE GONNA ROLL!” declared Grace Jones over her headset, backstage at the Albert Hall. “WHERE is my mannequin?” Last summer in Hollywood when she sang her opening words to Astor Piazzolla’s nuevo tango classic, Libertango, “Strange, I’ve seen that face before / Seen him hanging round my door”, ice-cool Ms Jones glided onstage dancing with a lifesize bust – of herself. Instead, sans mannequin, in London she had to embark on a solo tango, pleading for one of her entourage to join her and “drag me across the floor”. This video, again shot by yours truly, catches the improvisation.

Grace Jones, Mark Moore

Awww, look who got to go back stage – photo courtesy of himself © Mark Moore

❏ The Grace Jones Hurricane collection of costumes created by the Japanese designer Eiko Ishioka were all photographed © by shapersofthe80s.com during her London concert, 2010

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➤ For two weeks, Grace goes on dazzling

Grace Jones, 2010, Chris Levine, Vinyl Factory , London

Grace Jones in 3-D: you can play with this lenticular print online © by Chris Levine

❚ FOR TWO WEEKS ONLY, Grace Jones can be viewed in a groundbreaking show of 3-D holographic portraits by light artist Chris Levine, titled Stillness at the Speed of Light. The work is for sale at this free immersive multimedia exhibition which involves lightboxes, lasers, video and a specially commissioned soundscape at The Vinyl Factory in Poland Street, London, from April 30 to May 14. This show also launches Grace’s new video Love You To Life, which Levine directed.

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2010 ➤ What a tear-jerker! McLaren mashes up his own musical ‘Requiem to Myself’

LISTEN TO MCLAREN’S REQUIEM
EXCLUSIVELY AT SHAPERS OF THE 80S

Hitchcock , Vertigo, The Mekons,

Romance and anguish: James Stewart and Kim Novak in the psycho-drama Vertigo (top), and the post-punk Mekons

◼︎ TWO UNEXPECTED RECENT VIDEOS have acquired poignant new life in the wake of Malcolm McLaren’s death, Svengali of punk that he was. Few people could have guessed that the soundtrack to one of last month’s Paris ready-to-wear fashion shows [in the video above] would be McLaren’s final creative achievement.

It was completed after his diagnosis of cancer and possibly in acceptance of his own mortality.

What seduces the listener is the overwhelming melancholy McLaren evokes, in what suddenly amounts to a Requiem to Myself. It was commissioned by Dries Van Noten – to set a deliberately discomfiting mood for his runway show amid the gilded opulence of the Hôtel de Ville in Paris on March 3.

After McLaren’s funeral, his partner Young Kim described the piece to Shapers of the 80s as “quintessential Malcolm McLaren – an entirely original and powerful, elegant but punk collage”. She gave us permission to run the full 13-minute mash-up in clean mp3 format, featuring the Vertigo theme, Mekons, Roxy, Raincoats and Burundi Beat.

➢ CLICK HERE for the full McLaren/Dries Van Noten soundtrack and background report on its creation on our inside page

➢ The Raincoats perform The Raincoats for Don’t Look Back in London, May 20, 2010, at The Scala in London

➢ More at Shapersofthe80s: Svengali of Pistols and punk remembered by those who knew him

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McLaren on how to fail brilliantly
in this ‘karaoke world’

◼︎ “THIS WORLD WE LIVE IN TODAY is no more than a karaoke world, an ersatz society, which provides us with only the opportunity to revel in our stupidity… A karaoke world is one in which life is lived by proxy.” So said Malcolm McLaren last October, only days before he discovered he was unwell. He was presenting a keynote speech to 1,000 delegates in London at the Handheld Learning Conference 2009 about the future of learning and education.

➢ Details from the Learning Conference also on our inside page

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2010 ➤ Punk glitterati see McLaren noisily to his grave

Malcolm McLaren ,funeral, punk, 2010, London

Black horses, black plumes, black-toppered pall-bearers: In Camden, a tattooed punk honours the hearse carrying McLaren while sporting a God Save the Queen souvenir from his hero’s Jubilee collection of 1977. Picture © AP

❚ THE ARCHITECT OF BRITISH PUNK was buried in bright sunshine in London’s Highgate Cemetery this afternoon, not many plots away from that other revolutionary, Karl Marx. For all the cheering and irreverence and mild expressions of anarchy that made this an exuberant funeral for Malcolm McLaren, the former manager of the Sex Pistols, few people beyond the fashion world appear to have discovered his last musical creation, an astonishing romantic soundtrack to a Paris fashion show, aired only the month before he died. It can be heard in part on the fashion video in the post dated April 23 (above) and in full as an mp3 audio stream. The music now assumes near gut-wrenching poignancy.

funeral , Malcolm McLaren, 2010, London, Jordan, Mark Moore

Seeing Malcolm off: At the church club deejay Mark Moore met up with McLaren’s punk protégé Jordan, the platinum-blonde who appeared in Sex Pistols shows and starred in the movie Jubilee. Today she works as a veterinary nurse. Photograph © by Richard Law

Music was a constant accompaniment to today’s events. When told the mourners would be asked to sing You Need Hands, which McLaren immortalised in the Sex Pistols film The Great Rock’n’Roll Swindle, his ex-partner, fashion designer Vivienne Westwood said: “It’s actually better when you hear Malcolm’s version. He sang it so well and so beautifully. I’ve been playing that song more than anything since he died. It makes me cry.”

Boy George had sent a wreath of crimson flowers shaped in an A for anarchy sign which sat on the horsedrawn hearse during its four-mile procession from a secular gathering at the deconsecrated church of St Mary Magdalene in Marylebone, central London, northwards through Camden Town. Sex Pistol Sid Vicious’s version of My Way blared from the bus carrying celebrants.

Dozens of punks followed the black coffin sprayed with the mantra “Too Fast To Live Too Young To Die” — the name of the Chelsea shop McLaren opened in 1972 with Westwood. Joseph Corré, McLaren’s son with her, asked that people mark his passing with a “minute of mayhem” at midday. Among the selection of mayhems reported at Guardian Online was one from Gareth100 who wrote: “I managed to shrug my shoulders in apathy for a full minute. Now I’m going for a nap. Will this do?”

➢➢ McLaren’s funeral cortege videoed by irencid

➢➢ View the ITN video of McLaren’s funeral

➢➢ View The Guardian picture gallery of McLaren’s funeral

➢➢ Tributes following McLaren’s death, from those who knew him

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1985 ➤ Nnnnn-na-na-na, nnnnn-na-na, Nineteen

Paul Hardcastle, Nineteen,pop video

Vietnam conscripts: their average age was 19

◼ IN 1985 THE LONDON MUSICIAN Paul Hardcastle stunned Europe with his hynotic anti-war hit, 19, which spent weeks at No 1 in the charts. It was effectively a rap sampled from the voiceover to the Emmy-nominated documentary Vietnam Requiem, which made the shock claim that “In World War Two the average age of the combat soldier was 26. In Vietnam he was 19.” This year, Hardcastle was watching a documentary about British soldiers serving in Afghanistan when he heard an officer say: “I looked at my men. The average age was 19 — my God, I’m taking boys to war.” For the 25th anniversary of his hit Hardcastle updated and wrote a new version of 19 called Boys To War which was released yesterday in the UK.

Sadly, the infinitely more visceral original from 1985 knocks spots off the languid new version, while this stark Tribute To Vietnam Vets achieves its own stomach-churning effect.

Paul Hardcastle, Nineteen, Vietnam war, video

The grim truth: field surgery for a teenage Vietnam combatant

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