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"There were only a handful of people in the world who still really believed in Suede at the time, and five of them were in the band." Brett Anderson, Suede

"Suede were Marmite at the time, and I was expecting the press to trash them. Every meeting I had with the record company, I was told they were done for." Ed Buller, Coming Up producer

"How did they do that? Comeback of the century." Select magazine cover, November 1996

Here They Come with Their Make-Up On examines in exquisite detail how Suede emerged from the chaotic, ruined remnants of their career and somehow managed to conjure up their most joyously evocative and celebrated album to date. Coming Up—the extraordinary record in question—stumped the band’s most ardent critics and hit the jackpot, with sales that eclipsed those of their first two releases combined. As the band’s publicist throughout that period, Jane Savidge is uniquely placed to reveal exactly how they did it.

This book is also a personal journey into the heart of an album that Jane loves—if not unconditionally then as a piece of work that has ultimately survived the ravages of time—and the brutish, nasty, and not-so-short nature of the media scrutiny that had threatened to confine the band to the dustbin of history. In addition, it features yet more outlandish tales from Jane’s time with Suede and those around them back then, as well as new interviews with band members Brett Anderson, Richard Oakes, and Neil Codling, and producer Ed Buller.

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Publié par	Jawbone Press
Date de parution	26 juillet 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781911036906
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	3 Mo

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Praise for Jane Savidge’s first book, Lunch With The Wild Frontiers
‘A lively love letter to a bygone era.’ The Guardian
‘A 20th-century glitter-ball take on Machiavelli’s The Prince .’ Glasgow Herald
‘A read-in-one-sitting, eye-watering memoir.’ Q
‘Reminds us that the best pop culture often comes together thanks to accidental, passionate heroes.’ Jude Rogers, New Statesman
‘Liable to induce knowing chuckles of fond nostalgia and despair alike.’ Record Collector
‘Nostalgic, hilarious and impossible to put down ... by far the finest book on Britpop to date.’ Classic Pop
‘It’ll feel like you were there.’ Daily Mirror
‘A fascinating and funny step back in time to a world where demo cassettes and weekly music papers ruled Britain.’ Stylist Magazine
‘A distinctive, rollicking, hugely evocative memoir.’ We Are Cult
‘I loved this book. It’s very funny, sad at times, full of brilliant music stories and beautifully written.’ Huw Stephens, BBC 6 Music

Here They Come With Their Make-Up On
Suede, Coming Up ... And More Adventures Beyond The Wild Frontiers
Jane Savidge
A Jawbone book
First edition 2022
Published in the UK and the USA by Jawbone Press
Office G1
141–157 Acre Lane
London SW2 5UA
England
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Volume copyright © 2022 Outline Press Ltd. Text copyright © Jane Savidge. All rights reserved. No part of this book covered by the copyrights hereon may be reproduced or copied in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in articles or reviews where the source should be made clear. For more information contact the publishers.

For Mum, Dad, Michèle, Kle, Scout, and Piper.

CONTENTS
PRELUDE....
1 TAXI FOR EVERYONE....
2 HERE WE FUCKING GO....
3 INTRODUCING THE BAND....
4 GET INTO BANDS AND GANGS....
5 LET’S DANCE....
6 CHILDREN OF THE REVOLUTION....
7 AS LOVELY AS THE CLOUDS....
8 URBAN HYMNS....
9 NOWHERE FACES....
10 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MR GEORGE MICHAEL....
11 SEX AND GLUE....
12 VIOLENCE....
13 CURIOUSER AND CURIOUSER....
14 SHINY HAPPY PEOPLE....
15 BALLAD IDEA....
16 A MATTRESS ... LIKE IN A SQUAT....
17 GOING TO CUBA FOR THE LIGHT....
18 HOW DID THEY DO THAT?....
EPILOGUE....
CAST OF CHARACTERS....
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS....

COMING UP: A TIMELINE
years before the present:
4.5 billion approx. —formation of the planet earth.
2.5 billion approx. —evolution of the genus homo in africa.
300,000 approx. —daily usage of fire.
200 approx. —the industrial revolution.
25 approx. —release of the third suede album, coming up .

Suede
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopaedia
Suede (pronounced / swe ɪ d /( SWAYD )) is a type of leather with a napped finish, commonly used for jackets , shoes , shirts , purses , furniture , and other items. The term comes from the French gants de Suède , which literally means ‘gloves from Sweden ’.
Suede is made from the underside of the animal skin, which is softer and more pliable than, though not as durable as, the outer skin layer.

PRELUDE
Suede’s third album, Coming Up , is a record that was perhaps not meant to be. The band had arrived fully formed at the start of 1992, just as a Melody Maker front cover proclaimed them ‘the best new band in Britain’. They were yet to release a single and would spend the next twelve months gracing the front covers of eighteen magazines in the UK before their debut album was released.
That eponymous debut long-player became the most eagerly awaited record since Never Mind The Bollocks by the Sex Pistols and went straight to no.1. The album turned out to be the biggest-selling debut since Frankie Goes To Hollywood’s Welcome To The Pleasure Dome , but just over a year after that, on the eve of the release of their second album, Dog Man Star , and in the most dramatic of circumstances, half the band’s songwriting partnership—in the shape of lead guitarist Bernard Butler—upped sticks and left. Lead singer Brett Anderson now headed up a three-piece forced to behave as if nothing had happened.
Brett immediately recruited a seventeen-year-old schoolboy/guitarist who found himself—together with the rest of the band—promoting a record Suede no longer loved or cared for. Naturally, whilst all this internal drama was playing itself out, the media came to their own conclusions: the band were incapable of recording a decent song ever again. To make matters worse, whilst Suede had noticeably retreated to the sidelines, bands like Pulp, Blur, and Oasis now dominated the musical landscape.
Enter Coming Up .
Coming Up was supposed to sound the death knell of Suede, the band that kickstarted Britpop. Instead, it resulted in Brett entering an early midlife crisis, an all-consuming drug addiction, and an arena of media and public scrutiny usually reserved for disgraced politicians.
This is the story of how Brett and Suede emerged from the chaotic ruined remnants of their career and set about stumping their most ardent critics by writing and recording an album that turned out to be their most widely appreciated and commercially successful album to date.
It is also a personal excursion into the heart of an album that I love—if not unconditionally then as a piece of work that has ultimately survived the ravages of time—as well as the brutish nasty, and not-so-short nature of the media scrutiny that had threatened to confine Suede to the dustbin of history. 1 It’s a story involving the sheer bloody-mindedness of it all, and a journey of self-realisation that no one has truly appreciated.
Until now.
1
TAXI FOR EVERYONE
“I once considered placing an ad in the Time Out Lonely Hearts section. Vegan golfer seeks spinster librarian for fun and games , it was supposed to read, until I realised I had to pay by the letter. But which letters or words should I get rid of? The fun and games ?”
‘ We are addressing the real issues of sexuality. We’re talking about the used condom as opposed to the beautiful bed .’
Way back in 1992, when I used to be someone—hey, it’s called living the dream —Savage & Best, the PR company I’d recently set up with John Best, found ourselves looking after UK indie-rock superstars Curve, Jesus & Mary Chain, and Spiritualized on their Rollercoaster tour of the USA. The tour also boasted US noiseniks Medicine—who we also looked after—although they didn’t feature on the bill terribly often, perhaps due to the fact that there may have been some serious drug issues involved. The tour kicked off on October 23 and was in full swing by the time I arrived in San Francisco on November 19.
Curve’s lead partners in crime, Toni Halliday and Dean Garcia, had been kind enough to send a limo to pick me up at the airport, and when I’d finally argued my way past Immigration Control, I noticed a driver clutching a sign saying Ms Savidge and was led to a car that could have only been reserved for an indie princess such as myself. Naturally, I am being disingenuous, although I did think at the time, Is this how I am going to travel from now on ? You’ll be relieved to know it wasn’t—you are not such a gentle reader after all—but the trip proved hugely memorable, nonetheless.
San Francisco felt like some kind of spiritual home—I thought the same of Amsterdam at the time—and I loved the bookshops and the people in that order. I think I may have been particularly confused by the community of bearded crossdressers that I stumbled across whilst looking for any girls who looked as intriguing as I did. Of course, I was—and still am—so crap at finding anyone remotely connected to the nature of what I am looking for that I once considered placing an ad in the Time Out ‘Lonely Hearts’ section. ‘Vegan golfer seeks spinster librarian for fun and games,’ it was supposed to read, until I realised I had to pay by the letter. But which letters or words should I get rid of? The fun and games ? I couldn’t decide, so the advert never materialised, and I wasn’t to meet the spinster or librarian—anyone knows, you can’t have both—who would break my heart. As you will have guessed, this was many years before the internet reinforced my opinion that a search for a suitable partner could still prove fruitless: even when promoting oneself to a worldwide audience of spinsters and librarians who shared my emotional preferences, the cupboard remained bare.
At the hotel, Toni and Dean greeted me like we were old friends—which in fact we were—and we shared champagne and other frivolities, before an arranged dinner featuring extended members of the Curve entourage intervened. Of course, I included myself in this extended entourage, but I’ve often wondered how these symbiotic relationships work themselves out: I am clever enough to realise that, if charged with enhancing the public profile of an artist, then I am a useful person for that artist to become friends with, but I am also vain enough to believe that I am interesting enough (!) to bypass the usual ground rules surrounding one’s place in the artist’s immediate field of vision; the combination of these two seemingly contradictory standpoints has ensured that I have never outstayed my welcome, nor indeed ignored the welcome mat of possibility that’s always laid on. Naturally, this is my way of saying that I don’t know where I belong, and that you should never marry a pop star. But you can have fun trying, nonetheless.
The welcome mat of possibility? I’ve got you there, haven’t I?
Toni and Dean always seemed older than I was—even though only one of them fitted this description—a conclusion I must have come to because I associated the pair’s constant travels around the globe with their worldly-wise appeal. Now that we had met overseas for the first time, there appeared to be an unspoken agreement that we had entered a new phase of our relationship.
The dinner proved uneventful, but the next day’s show was one of the best I’d ever seen, even if it was marred by an in-house spat involv