Showing posts with label This Is Spinal Tap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label This Is Spinal Tap. Show all posts

Saturday, 1 March 2014

'Working On A Sex Farm'

 
It’s 30 years this year since the release of ‘This Is Spinal Tap’, and there seems to be a few things in the papers celebrating this groundbreaking  (in the words of Marty Di Bergi) “documentary or, if you will, ‘rockumentary’”, or (in my words) mockumentary of the documentary form. It’s one of my favourite films, despite not having watched it for a while now, but I don’t really need to, as during my twenties I found myself watching it endlessly. I must have almost bizarrely watched it over 40 times, more than any other film I’ve seen, captivated by it’s affectionately hilarious look at big label British Rock Bands and Heavy Metal, and the incredibly detailed and accurate observations in the completely improvised script, by the extremely talented performers and writers, Christopher Guest, Michael McKean, and Harry Shearer. 
 
They also wrote and performed all the songs themselves, most of them far more tuneful and better made than the records they were a parody of, which include their own take on sixties folk, psychedelia, prog rock, and the heavier rock of the band’s declining Eighties years. Again, the authentic detail in the recreations of the band’s early days (as first The Originals, which they had to change their name from as there was already a band called The Originals, so they became The New Originals. But then The Originals changed their name, so the band then became The Thamesmen) is really cleverly done. The Tap’s songs include the mighty ‘Big Bottoms’, ‘Sex Farm’, ‘Stonehenge’, ‘Warmer Than Hell’ and many others, featured on classic albums such as ‘Shark Sandwich’ (hilariously reviewed in two words as ‘Shit Sandwich’), ‘Bent For The Rent’, ‘Intravenos De Milo’, and of course the legendary ‘Smell The Glove’, in it’s ‘none more black’ sleeve, all mixed in ‘dobly’ sound of course. 
I’ve spent many an afternoon quoting scenes from it with my equally obsessed late brother, Stu, and I still can easily bring scenes and words to mind from the brilliant set pieces which  stitch the narrative together, as the band embark on an ill-fated American tour to promote their new album. We follow them playing to ever diminishing crowds, empty record store signings, and finally ending up becoming second billing to a Puppet Show at a Theme Park. It’s both hilarious and cringe inducing, and the pretentious conversations and scenes would be recognizable to anyone who has been in a band at whatever level. It certainly was to me as someone who just played in garage bands in my late teens and early twenties. Rock bands would never be seen in the same way after it, and many have struggled to carry on apparently, such is the accuracy of the rather sad life and characters it depicts. Surfing the net about it I found some interesting stories about the impact it has had on many bands and musicians who have seen it over the years. I've cut and pasted a few stories below...and added a few bits to it myself.
For example, the movie cut close to home for musicians such as Jimmy Page, Robert Plant, Jerry Cantrell, Dee Snider and Ozzy Osbourne, who  all reported that, like Spinal Tap, they had become lost in confusing arena backstage hallways trying to make their way to the stage! (Hello Cleveland!).  Singer Tom Waits claimed he cried upon viewing it, and Eddie Van Halen has said that when he first saw the film, everyone else in the room with him laughed as he failed to see the humour. "Everything in that movie had happened to me," Van Halen said. When Dokken's George Lynch saw the movie he is said to have exclaimed, "That's us! How'd they make a movie about us?" Glenn Danzig had a similar reaction when comparing Spinal Tap to his former band The Misfits saying, "When I first saw Spinal Tap, I was like, 'Hey, this is my old band.'

In 1982 a young music fan went to a record store signing where Randy Rhoads, Ozzy Osbourne and Rudy Sarzo were sat behind a desk. "I went to a record store in Manhattan where Ozzy, Rudy & Randy were doing an album signing. It was right out of Spinal Tap. Those three, a store clerk, myself and a couple of friends were the only people in the store. They were waiting for someone to come into the store for the signing and no one, not one with no other customer beside us. Needless to say, I took full advantage, ended up getting to speak for over thirty minutes as no one came in.’ (What would Artie Fufkin, ‘of Polymer Records’, say?)

Lars Ulrich told a press conference crowd that the Metallica/Guns N' Roses 1992 tour seemed "so Spinal Tap." This tour was in support of Metallica's own "black album". Shortly after the tour started, Metallica's James Hetfield suffered third degree burns on his arms after he stood too close to a pyrotechnic device. Earlier in that tour, backstage at the Freddie Mercury Tribute Show, Metallica met with Spinal Tap and discussed how their "black album" was a homage to Spinal Tap's Smell the Glove. This was captured on the Metallica DVD A Year and a Half in the Life of Metallica.
According to a 1997 interview in Spin magazine with Aerosmith rhythm guitarist Brad Whitford, "The first time Steven Tyler saw it he also didn't see any humour in it." When the movie was released, Aerosmith's most recent album, Rock in a Hard Place, depicted Stonehenge prominently on the cover.  Hopefully, the Stonehenge monument was bigger than the band, or at least not in danger of being crushed by dancing dwarves. 

It became a common insult for a pretentious band to be told they were funnier than Spinal Tap. As George Lynch put it, the more seriously a band took themselves, the more they resembled Spinal Tap. After seeing a 1986 performance by British metal band Venom, singer Henry Rollins compared them to Spinal Tap. In their respective Behind the Music episodes, Quiet Riot's Rudy Sarzo and Ratt's Robbin Crosby compared their own bands to Spinal Tap to. For example, as a parallel to the "Shit Sandwich" incident, Quiet Riot's fourth album Condition Critical was given the two-word review of "Condition Terminal" in Musician magazine. His review of the short-lived band GTR's eponymous debut LP in the same magazine was "SHT." R.E.M.'s Mike Mills described early tours as "very Spinal Tap", citing, among other things, the fact that they had indeed played at a United States Air Force base. According to Harry Shearer in the DVD commentary, keyboard player John Sinclair had just returned from touring with Uriah Heep when principal photography was about to begin, and told them how they had been booked to play an air force base. They subsequently used the story in the film.

  I can also link my obsession with Spinal Tap to painting too, in case you are wondering, as in 1998 I made two very large paintings that featured members of the band, Nigel Tufnal, David St Hubbins (St Hubbins being apparently the patron saint of quality footwear), Derek Smalls (the ‘lukewarm water’ between the ‘fire and ice’ of Tufnal and St Hubbins), keyboardist Viv and the cursed Mick, who would be in a long line of unlucky deceased drummers who have suffered fates such as spontaneously combusting on stage, choking on someone’s else’s vomit, and a ‘bizarre gardening accident’ (my favourite). I was trying to do something nostalgic about the Midlands (the home of Heavy Metal) and about men, and also move, unsuccessfully, away from the work I had been making at the time. I spent ages on the one called ‘Flying’, especially the carpet of leaves, which was taken from ‘Beatles For Sale’, and re-painting Derek’s face on the right about fifty times too. I’ve never exhibited them, which seems something of a shame when I look at them now. Those flashy pink spandex trousers were enjoyable to paint I seem to remember...but it would be the reflections in the toilet window where any new ideas would lie...

 'Air Potato', oil on canvas, 210 x 150cms, 1998
'Flying', oil on canvas, 180 x 240cms, 1998

I’ve enjoyed writing this post, and calling it the above, after one of the Tap’s most notorious songs, might attract a few more readers to the blog (although I’m not sure they would be the readers I’m looking for!)


 
 

Sunday, 3 February 2013

Smell The Glove...!

It’s February already (I had hoped to write a lot more in January but I've been too busy to really think about it), and this coming Friday I will be hanging my exhibition at Rugby Museum and Art Gallery with a private view on Saturday afternoon. So without any further ado people, here it is- ‘Smell The Glove!’ Sorry, wrong reference..! Here is the press release and the flyer (above) that Chris Cowdrill has created for me as part of Indigo Octagon Projects. 


I decided to promote the exhibition as an Indigo Octagon Project as a way of nurturing the project further, and also with the intention of collaborating with other artists to try and add a different depth and texture to the exhibition than if I was just doing it on my own. Chris has designed a great pamphlet created from some photographs I’d taken and images of the paintings, which will be available for a nominal fee at the exhibition, and artist/writer Andrew Smith has written a terrific essay about the work . This is a piece of writing based on his own personal response to the work and conversations we have had. I will be also posting this on the blog, together with an introduction to the exhibition that I have written. For now though, this is the press release: 
                          Press Release
Stolen Car
New paintings by Shaun Morris
At Floor One Gallery, Rugby Art Gallery and Museum,
Little Elborow Street, Rugby CV21 3BZ
Tel: 01788 533201 E: ragm@rugby.gov.uk

Sat 9th February to Thursday 21st February 2013

West Midlands based painter, Shaun Morris is pleased to present ‘Stolen Car’, an exhibition of recent paintings and drawings based on his nocturnal observations of the underside of the M5 motorway that circles the edges and borders of his native West Bromwich and Birmingham.

The work on display represent the artist’s first serious collection of landscape painting, and reflect his interest in depicting the so-called ‘edgelands’: the forgotten, overlooked, nowhere zones that exist between the city or town and the countryside. Feeling and experience are held in these vivid images that represent an individual and personal vision from this emerging artist, and his close relationship to this rarely represented landscape.

These large and dramatic paintings, which were created from studies made at night, invite us into a half-seen world where shards of the surrounding landscape are illuminated by the sodium lights that spill from the enormous, looming structures of the motorway above. The black shapes that represent the concrete pillars holding up these giant roads, serve to break up the picture surface and create a dynamic visual tension between dark and light, abstraction and realism, depth and flatness. The space depicted often appears ambiguous: one is not sure whether the space is positive or negative, where the structures, devoid of all detail, can at once appear solid but simultaneously appear as openings, or doors, into a depthless and unknown world.

You are warmly invited to the Private View on Saturday 9th February 2013 from 1-3pm, where there will be refreshments and an opportunity to meet the artist. There is an accompanying booklet designed by artist Chris Cowdrill, with an essay by artist and writer Andrew Smith. This exhibition is supported by Indigo Octagon Projects and by funding from Arts Council England.