'Another
comeback? No thanks
She was a star in the 1960s
and - thanks to Morrissey - found fame again in the 1980s. But Sandie
Shaw has had it with pop, she tells David Peschek
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'If I wanted to sing
I could. It's not what I want now'... Sandie Shaw. Photo: Eamonn
McCabe
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The cheekbones, the bob,
the bare feet: Sandie Shaw remains one of the most potent icons of the
1960s. Now in her late 50s with cheekbones and bob intact, she couldn't
think of anything more ridiculous than her iconic status. "I think it's
so funny, whenever people ask me about it. I don't know what they're
talking about to be honest!"
For years,
there has been little but half-hearted repackaging of her best-known
songs. Now, there's a flurry of releases: a four-CD boxed set she gleefully
describes as "warts and all"; compilations of her French, German, Spanish
and Italian language recordings - a "new way of looking at the work",
and two reissues.
The first,
Reviewing the Situation, is a 1969 album Shaw produced herself of her
favourite songs from the era; at the time, it barely had a release at
all. The second album, Hello Angel, was released on Rough Trade in 1988
and reunited her with the composer of the bulk of her 1960s material,
Chris Andrews. But none of this, she says, firmly and without fuss,
constitutes a comeback. She is too busy, and too fulfilled by her work
at the Arts Clinic, the London-based counselling practice she runs for
creative people.
She knows
too well the particular problems engendered by the entertainment industry.
Discovered by Adam Faith, the girl from Dagenham had her first number
one single - the Burt Bacharach/Hal David classic (There's) Always Something
There to Remind Me - while still a teenager. Between October 1964 and
February 1969 she had eight top 10 singles, including three number ones,
and won the Eurovision Song Contest with Puppet on a String, a song
she used to loathe but now "doesn't mind" to the extent that she has
it as her mobile phone ring tone.
What followed
inspired Shaw's most famous fan, Morrissey, to write the lyric: "Did
that swift eclipse torture you?" If torture is too strong a word, certainly
the fallout from the 1960s was not pleasant. Shaw refers to the 1970s
as "the dark ages". She recorded sporadically and without commercial
success. Her marriage to designer Jeff Banks collapsed. She tried acting,
playing St Joan, which she loved, and Ophelia, though she found the
mad sister somewhat drippy, preferring the "rude and wonderful" Hamlet.
The one good thing to come out of this unhappy time was her discovery,
through the musician Ann O'Dell, of Buddhism, for which Shaw remains
a subtle but unequivocal evangelist.
The 1980s
brought marriage to Nik Powell, co-founder of Palace Pictures, and rediscovery
by a new generation of musicians, particularly Morrissey, who was no
doubt irked that it was Heaven 17 who finally brought his heroine out
of apparent retirement. Recording as the British Electric Foundation,
in 1982 they produced Music of Quality and Distinction Volume 1, an
album of their favourite performers singing their favourite sings. Shaw
sang another Bacharach/David classic, Anyone Who Had Heart, because
she had never had the chance to before. It was the beginning of her
rebirth.
In 1983,
after Rough Trade label boss Geoff Travis took a nervous Morrissey to
meet his idol for the first time, Shaw released a cover of the Smiths'
debut single Hand in Glove, which made number 27. Backing her on Top
of the Pops, the Smiths took their shoes off in tribute. Morrissey himself
twirled in the background and Shaw writhed on the floor.
The same
year also saw the extremely limited release of the album Choose Life,
made with a very different group of musicians. Although she had written
in the past, mostly for other singers, this was the first significant
songwriting Shaw had done for herself. "It took me a long time," she
says. "I financed the recordings myself, and I released it for a Buddhist
peace expo that went on for about a month in Kensington." Three years
later, when she briefly found herself signed to Polydor, she hoped her
A&R woman, whom she'd known through Powell, would release the album.
She didn't. "I suppose it was a taste of what artists go through," Shaw
says, clearly still disappointed but not bitter. "It was interesting
for me, because I'd had success almost immediately the first time around."
Two singles
released for Polydor, including a lovely cover of Lloyd Cole's Are You
Ready to Be Heartbroken, failed even to dent the top 40. Look on the
B-sides, however, and you'll find two sparkling Shaw co-writes: Johnny
Guitar, partly about Johnny Marr, partly inspired by Chuck Berry, but
also about "the lead guitar thing, which is always the same"; and Steven,
whose lines, though intended to be "tongue-in-cheek", comprise some
of the most perceptive writing about Morrissey ever.
Disillusioned
with Polydor, she moved to Rough Trade and began work on Hello Angel,
with Stephen Street - then collaborating with Morrissey on his solo
debut, Viva Hate - doing most of the producing. As well as the songs
Shaw had written with Andrews, material was chosen from other writers
who excited her, including the notoriously gruff Jesus and Mary Chain
("They were so nice") and Mike Scott of the Waterboys ("wonderful").
Morrissey donated the brassy romp Please Help the Cause Against Loneliness,
which didn't fit the bitter cast of Viva Hate, and Andrews and Shaw
came up with Nothing Less Than Brilliant, which captured perfectly the
liberating thrill of the whole project.
Travis was
fascinated by the prospect of working "with someone who'd been present
at these seminal moments in pop history". Before the release of Please
Help the Cause as a single, he remembers, "Morrissey wrote me a note,
saying: 'This is our chance to make Sandie a star again.' It was very
sweet." He pauses. "Actually, it was more of a command."
However,
neither Please nor Nothing Less than Brilliant, the follow up, received
significant radio support; neither charted. Nor did their parent album,
though it sold "respectably". It didn't help that Rough Trade was heading
into difficulties that would eventually result in Travis losing control
of the name for a few years. In a way, though, Hello Angel was a success
for Shaw before it even reached the shops. Was she bothered that the
records didn't chart?
"I think
Geoff was bothered, I think he thought he'd lost the record. He thought
he'd let me down. He hadn't. But he felt bad, and that's how I got the
tapes back - he gave them to me. They did their best, I think. It was
fine - like being a proper indie artist. It was a new thing for me!"
She has, she says, never worried about chart positions: "Once it's on
vinyl it's there for ever."
She regards
The World at My Feet, the 1992 autobiography that jump-cuts revealingly
between the 1960s and the 1980s, as her next album and since then, simply
hasn't felt the incentive to sing. If that seems like a shame, it doesn't
to Shaw. Nor does she feel thwarted or frustrated. "If I wanted to sing
I could. It's not what I want now. I'm cured!" She laughs - and when
Shaw laughs, she really laughs. "I'm joking! To guest on somebody's
thing, that would be different." The star-making machinery behind the
popular song - in Joni Mitchell's words - has no appeal. Shaw is also
conscious of the difficulties of making the right record, and trading
on the past in the wrong way would be "death" to her.
"I can't
tell what we went through just trying to get my photo taken. I don't
have the time to invest in those narcissistic pursuits. And I wouldn't
want to let anybody down. I don't like being famous, that's not an incentive.
Perhaps to be involved in a project - involved, not leading." Jane Birkin's
recent album Arabesque, in which she reinvented the songs of her late
husband Serge Gainsbourg as if confronting his ghost, "felt right",
Shaw says, "but another record from Cher? No thanks."
What clearly
does turn her on (though she's currently on sabbatical) is her work
at the Arts Clinic, which offers "psychological well-being services
for those in the creative industries". At the beginning of the 1990s,
Shaw went to London University, studying psychodynamic counselling at
Birkbeck College, at the same time as her daughter Gracie was studying
English at University College, just down the road. ("We seem to do things
in tandem," Gracie, Shaw's daughter by Jeff Banks, says now). By the
end of the decade she was the head of a successful practice.
Still, never
to hear her sing again feels like a loss. She pauses. "Today's the answer's
'no'," she says, "but tomorrow... the answer's 'maybe'." If Shaw were
not the ebullient, mischievous woman she has grown into, there would
be an ineffable sadness about someone whose stardom appeared so effortless
yet who was "never comfortable" as a star. There isn't.
"It was
easier at the beginning but it got madder and madder as the music business
developed," she says. "It became an industry. It became a career. You
have to see where it begins and where it ends or you can't be involved
with other people. Within itself it's real, but it's not reality. I've
known songwriters jump from woman to woman because they want something
to write about. I can express my life in lots of different ways: as
a clinician, as a Buddhist, as a mother. It's not something that can
be pinned down. It's the biggest adventure you'll ever have."
· The box set, Nothing Comes
Easy, is released by EMI on November 8.
The Guardian Unlimited - Thursday October 28, 2004