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MOJO -
November 2007 |
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Jimmy Page interview.
I first encountered
Jimmy Page in Sofia in 1998. A Q magazine photographer and I
had just been driven to the arena where Page and Robert
Plant were playing. Our Bulgarian cab driver had stopped en
route to collect some prostitutes, who were then whisked
into the backstage area to enjoy the company of the venue's
security staff. Robert Plant, wearing a very bad pair of
leather trousers, thought the girls were fans that had come
to see him. Jimmy Page looked quietly amused by this
mistake...
After speaking to Page at various times for Q, we conducted
this interview before Led Zeppelin's reunion concert in
December '07. This was about a week before he broke his
finger, leading to the postponement of the gig. My
overriding impression after every encounter is that Page is
utterly obsessed by Led Zeppelin; about every miniscule
detail of their music. Most rock musicians either pretend
not to care about anything or else care too much about music
that frankly doesn't deserve it. Page seems to be the
world's biggest Led Zeppelin fan. The reunion gig was,
incidentally, fantastic. No prostitutes this time, though.
Or bad leather trousers. |
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MOJO -
October 2007 |
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Pink Floyd Article.
This Mojo piece plotted Syd Barrett’s demise throughout
1967, drawing on many quotes from those interviewed for Pigs
Might Fly. The odd thing is that for every tale of Barrett
refusing to play his guitar or walking out of a radio
interview, there was someone else who remembered him
behaving quite sanely – or sanely by Syd’s standards, which,
according to one, involved him spending every cent he’d
earned on their 1967 US tour on a large pink sports car,
which he then had to pay to have shipped back to England. |
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Q
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November 2006 |
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David Gilmour interview, Q 20th anniversary
edition.
Rarely have I seen anyone less comfortable having his
picture taken than David Gilmour. Until, that is, he put on
his Fender Stratocaster (Serial number: 001), and everything
about his body language and posture seemed to soften. I get
the impression Gilmour hates doing interviews, and I’m sure
this undemanding Q&A session for Q magazine was no
exception. Once the tape went off, though, he told a good
story about mixing the sound for Jimi Hendrix’s performance
at the Isle Of Wight festival in 1970. Apparently, one of
Pink Floyd’s roadies had been given the job, but had been
too stoned to do it properly, so Gilmour stepped in… |
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Q
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March 2006 |
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David Gilmour, Live Concert Review.
A
Thursday night in Paris, spent watching one of the early
shows on David Gilmour's 2006 tour, and then writing about
it for Q magazine. The Olympia Theatre is a beautiful,
slightly tatty old building on the Boulevard des Capacines.
The only problem is the backstage bar is in the basement.
A
longer-than-anticipated spell in the bar during the interval
resulted in a frantic dash to the one available lift to take
us all back, once the show began. The winching mechanism on
the elevator creaked and wheezed as it hoisted its cargo of
half-cut journalists and general hangers-on up to ground
level. Overhead, we could hear Gilmour peeling out the
opening notes of Pink Floyd's Shine On You Crazy Diamond. On
sensing the general impatience in the lift, I recall one of
his people drolly remarked, "There's no hurry, folks... this
song goes on for fucking ever." |
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Q
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January 2006 |
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Rolling Stones, Live Concert Review.
In October 2005, my son was two months old and incapable of
sleep. I thought I'd grab the opportunity to get some rest
by taking up Q magazine's offer to go to Miami to see The
Rolling Stones: a long flight, a quiet hotel, plenty of time
to rest. What could possibly go wrong?... My wife knew what
I was up to, and was unconvinced by my explanation that
"it's just work". I returned to England barely 48 hours
later, cripplingly jetlagged and unable to sleep properly
for days. It was Karmic payback, obviously.
I have interviewed
Keith Richards twice. The first time he was jet-lagged
himself and necking tumblers of Nuclear Waste (one part
Sunkist orange to four parts Stolichnaya vodka). The second
time was on the phone from the Turks And Caicos Islands
where he has a house. That took a while to happen. The phone
rang at the agreed time, but it was Richards' wife Patti on
the other end of the line, sounding apologetic: "Look, I'm
really sorry but Keith has fallen asleep and we can't wake
him up." Lucky bastard. |
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Q
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December 2005 |
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Kate Bush, Aerial, album review.
Worried about Internet piracy, EMI refused to allow any
advance copies of Aerial to be sent to magazines for review.
This meant that every hack had to listen to the album at the
company's HQ. You were ushered into a conference room and
given a pair of headphones, which plugged into a device that
looked like a parking meter, but was, apparently, a CD
player.
On
the day I was there, a security guard, who may have just
been someone that worked for EMI, sat across the room from
me, reading a car magazine while I listened. He was there
presumably to stop me somehow bootlegging the album or
trying to steal the 'parking meter'. It was a surreal 90
minutes; hearing this astonishing music bouncing around
inside my head, while the 'muscle' snuck glances at me from
across the room in between reading about the braking
capacity of the new Lamborghini Gallardo.
After a while my mind started to drift: what would happen if
I did try to steal the CD? Would the guard spring into
action? Could I take him on?... Was Kate Bush watching on
the other side of a two-way mirror, giggling maniacally at
the fact that we had agreed to these ridiculous demands.
In
2001, Kate Bush had been a guest at the annual Q Awards. She
hadn't been seen at a public event in years. After the
ceremony, we asked her to have her picture taken in an
upstairs suite that had been set aside for the purpose of
photographing rock stars. Kate reluctantly agreed and we
attempted to escort her upstairs. The crowd parted while
rows of male music journalists cast baleful, longing glances
in her direction. When we finally manoeuvred her upstairs,
Kate told us she would only have her photograph taken with
John Lydon who had just said some uncharacteristically nice
things about her during his acceptance speech. We asked her
not to move, and went back downstairs to where Lydon was
eating dinner. "How about coming upstairs and having your
photo taken with Kate Bush. She asked for you." Lydon
paused, forkful of grub halfway to his mouth and then spoke:
"Stairs?... Stairs?... I don't do stairs."
I
played Aerial again recently. I'd forgotten how much
birdsong there was on what, in the old days, would have been
called Side Two, but I especially enjoyed How To Be
Invisible and The Coral Room. But then I listened to
Suspended In Gaffa and All The Love from her 1982 album, The
Dreaming. I hadn't played any of that stuff properly in
years, and it was like falling through a hole in the floor
and ending up in Outer Space. "Hello Earth!", etc... |
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Q
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August 2004 |
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Nick Mason interview, Q
Pink Floyd Special Edition.
I first interviewed the
Floyd drummer around the time of 1994's The Division Bell,
at the headquarters of Ten Tenths, his motor vehicle hire
company; a fabulous place full of all the vintage cars
you've ever seen on TV or in the movies. This time, though,
in 2004, I spoke to him on the phone for a special edition
of Q magazine, devoted to Pink Floyd. Nick's own book about
Pink Floyd was just about to come out at the time, and he
was on the campaign trail.
Nick
was a very agreeable interviewee, with a welcome sense of
humour; a rare trait in this industry. During the course of
the chat he also revealed that he could imagine Pink Floyd
getting back together for "another Live Aid". These were the
words Bob Geldof used against him a year later to get Pink
Floyd to re-form for Live 8. Nick also lives in Camilla
Parker-Bowles' old house, which I would imagine is a lot
grander than yours or mine. Unless you happen to be another
member of Pink Floyd, and you're reading this... Lovely
chap. |
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Q
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November 2002 |
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Foo
Fighters interview.
Everyone that interviews Dave Grohl
comes away from it banging on about what a nice guy he is.
I'm waiting for Grohl to turn: develop a crack habit, act
the prima donna, have an Amy Winehouse-style meltdown...
Nobody's that nice, surely? Unfortunately, he sort of is. Or
at least appears to be. This interview took place before the
Foo Fighters were selling out stadiums and before Grohl
became quite such a ubiquitous household name. At the time,
the group were getting over their drummer Taylor Hawkins
falling into a drug-induced coma. Hawkins had recovered, but
fortunately his bandmates refused to pussyfoot around him,
and were quite happy to mercilessly mock the drummer for his
"little nap". Thankfully, Grohl also refused to take that
whole "legend of Kurt Cobain nonsense" too seriously. Unlike
other moaning rock stars, Grohl seems to enjoy his music,
his band and his money. Photographer Scarlet Page took that
picture in a hot tub on the roof of the hotel, and it's
still one of my favourites. Though I recall the Foos' bass
player, Nate Mendel, really whining about having to get his
kit off. |
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Q
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June 2002 |
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Sharon
Osbourne interview.
While watching Sharon Osbourne
presenting the Brit Awards on TV the other week, I resisted
the temptation to kick in the set; partly because it's a
brand new Philips, but also because I recall interviewing
Sharon and some of her clan at a time before the Brit
Awards, The X-Factor and those terrible Asda ads.
I spent a day with
the Osbournes in Los Angeles, around the time their reality
TV show was taking off in the US. It was fascinating to
watch. Ozzy was having a star unveiled on Hollywood's Walk
Of Fame, but his wife and kids were already becoming public
figures off the back of the show. In contrast, Robbie
Williams turned up that day to hang out with the family, as
nobody in LA had a clue who he was. Sharon, to her credit,
was a compelling and spectacularly indiscreet interviewee.
My abiding memory is of Ozzy standing in their kitchen,
pleading with his missus not to shit in a gift box and send
it to one of their rivals. Of course, the best thing
associated with any member of the Osbournes is Black
Sabbath's Volume 4 album. But that's another story... |
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Mark Blake 2007-2008
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