‘I’ve managed to exorcise and express something I never thought I would have to experience’

The title track of Michael Weston King’s new solo album, Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore, is a dark, haunting and funereal, Southern Gothic-style ballad in the vein of Nick Cave, set in the countryside, with swaying pine trees and red kites circling in the sky.

In the atmospheric song, he sings: ‘In this house sleeps my wife and beside her sleeps my daughter. And the wind howls round the eaves, as I leave and close the door. And the willows that surround it are the weapons that protect us, because nothing can hurt me anymore.’

One morning in early March this year, Say It With Garage Flowers is sat with Weston King in the lounge of the house that’s mentioned in the song – his home, a farmyard cottage in rural mid-Wales – but there’s no wind howling outside, just bright blue sky and sunshine. The willows are around the door, though, and the red kites are wheeling overhead.

Eerily, a couple of hours later, when Weston King and filmmaker, John Humphreys, venture into the surrounding fields and countryside to make a video to accompany the song from which the album takes its name, the sky turns grey and foreboding, as if to complement the track’s unsettling atmosphere.

“There’s a short walk that I do quite often – along the canal, over the bridge, up to the hills and back – I pretty much wrote all of the song while I was doing that walk, just writing down everything I was looking at,” says Weston King. “It’s a kind of minor blues – it’s a bit like a Townes Van Zandt song.”

Like several songs on the album, ‘Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore’ was informed by a family tragedy – in summer 2024, Weston King and his wife, Lou Dalgleish, who, together, make up the country-soul duo, My Darling Clementine, lost their six-year-old granddaughter, Bebe, in the Southport attacks, when 17-year-old Axel Rudakubana killed three young girls and attempted to kill ten others, including eight children, at a Taylor Swift-themed yoga and dance workshop.

Reflecting on the title track of the new album, Weston King says: “Lyrically, it’s a combination of moving to a new location and how it was slightly therapeutic for me after what happened to Bebe, so it’s partly a narrative description of the area and partly a reflection on losing her.”

The loss of Bebe derailed My Darling Clementine’s plans to record a new album – as much as they tried to carry on and make a record that was going to be about starting over and beginning a new life in the country – they moved to Wales from Manchester in 2023 – with the weight of so much sadness and grief bearing down on them, it just didn’t seem the right thing to do.

The tragic events of summer 2024 not only changed the music My Darling Clementine were making and the songs they were writing, it also altered their outlook on life.

Recognising that everyone’s grief is individual – even that of a husband and wife – Weston King and Dalgleish needed to channel their suffering via their own individual creativity and in their own way, rather than in collaboration, so they worked on two solo albums.

Dalgleish’s record will be out later this year, while Weston King’s – Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore – is released on April 4, which is Bebe’s birthday.

Opening song, ‘The Golden Hour’, is his take on the devastating events of summer 2024 and references how the murder of the three young girls in Southport and their families’ grief was hijacked and exploited by the far right: ‘We took our sorrow home – some took it to the street…’  It’s a defiant and rousing anthem – a widescreen epic, with strong echoes of early Springsteen.

‘La Bamba In The Rain’ – set in the English seaside town of Southport, where Weston King grew up – addresses the current trend of flag waving across the UK, and the call by those on the right for the ethnicity and immigration status of perpetrators of attacks to be made public: ‘When the Union Jack’s unfurled, and placed around the waist of every teenage boy and girl.’

‘Just A Girl In The Summertime’ – written about Bebe – is a lush, ‘60s-style pop song; the cinematic ‘Die of Shame’, with its spy film guitar licks and dramatic string arrangement, concerns itself with the media coverage of the Southport tragedy, and final song, the stripped-back, delicate, and lullaby-like ‘Sally Sparkles’, was inspired by the ‘stage name’ Bebe used when she performed on the swing in her back garden.

Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore was partly recorded in rural mid-Wales – at the small Add a Band studios, where Michael had made his solo album, The Struggle, in 2022 – and partly in not-so-rural Sheffield, at Yellow Arch Studios.

‘ ‘La Bamba In The Rain’ – set in the English seaside town of Southport, where Weston King grew up – addresses the current trend of flag waving across the UK’

The album was produced by Weston King, along with Colin Elliot (Richard Hawley, Jarvis Cocker, Self Esteem), who also plays on it (bass, keys, cello, percussion, backing vocals, brass programming), and Clovis Phillips.

Musicians on the record include Phillips (Bill Callahan, Richard Thompson, Jeb Loy Nichols); Dean Beresford (Richard Hawley, Imelda May) on drums; Matt Holland (Van Morrison) on trumpet and flugelhorn; Shez Sheridan (Richard Hawley, Duane Eddy, Nancy Sinatra) on guitar; Clive Mellor (Liam Gallagher, Richard Hawley) on harmonica; Jeb Loy Nichols on backing vocals, and Erin Moran – AKA A Girl Called Eddy, duetting with Weston King on ‘Just A Girl In The Summertime.’

A large part of the album is influenced and affected by his unimaginable personal loss, but not every song on the record is about the tragedy. There are a few lighter moments too, like ‘A Field of Our Own’, a gorgeous, folk-tinged and slightly jazzy tale about relocating to the countryside and, quite literally, finding pastures new; ‘When I Grow Old’, which is a bittersweet reflection on ageing, and the unabashed and uplifting love song to his wife, ‘Grow Old With Me,’ with its soulful horn arrangement and honest lyric: ‘Yes, I love being here on my own… I still need to know you’re coming home.’

Speaking about the album, Weston King tells us: “I’m really pleased with it, and I’m pleased with how I’ve managed to exorcise and express something I never thought I would have to experience  – consequently, it’s been a form of catharsis.”

Q&A

You weren’t planning to make a solo album, were you? The original idea was to record a new My Darling Clementine album, but the tragedy of losing Bebe altered your plans…

Michael Weston King: That’s right. We hadn’t made a new, original Clementine record for a while – the last one was an Elvis Costello covers album. To be honest, we made that partly because we had dried up a little bit with regards to writing – when you’re writing for two voices, it’s quite hard and a much more considered process – you can’t just let the muse take you. So, we did the Costello album – it was great fun to work with Steve Nieve on it – and, in 2023, it was time to make a new record, so I was writing songs for it and Lou was trying to get back into the groove of it.

We’d partly recorded three or four songs at Add a Band studios, with Clovis Phillips, and then what happened, happened, and it just didn’t feel right to be making that kind of record. We couldn’t really write beyond the pain that we were in, and, when you’re writing as a duo, you kind of compromise, but Lou and I didn’t want to compromise in how we were going to deal with the grief process. So, we made a decision: ‘There’s no Clementine record – we’re both going to make solo records, and we’ll make them at our own pace and release them accordingly.’

Not all of my new record is about losing Bebe – that would be a bit too much of an ask for the listener. So, some of the album ended up being a mixture of songs reflecting on the tragedy from a personal point of view and the events that happened – the gutter press and the far right coming to Southport to trash the place off the back of immigration… all that shit.

The other songs are about moving away and starting a new life, which we have done here. We had a different outlook just moving here, but, after what happened, your outlook on life changes considerably, and I think that’s reflected in the record.

‘Not all of my new record is about losing Bebe – that would be a bit too much of an ask for the listener’

I don’t know how you would even begin to deal with such a tragic situation, but I know you channelled your emotions into the songs. How quickly after losing Bebe did you feel comfortable writing about what happened?

I wrote the last song on the album, ‘Sally Sparkles’, when we were staying at my dad’s house – we stayed in Southport for about eight weeks, to be with our family.

One morning, I just woke up and wrote the song in ten minutes – that was only a few weeks after we lost Bebe. It wasn’t like, ‘I’ve got to write about it…’ – it just came out. The other songs that deal with the loss happened six months afterwards, but, again, I didn’t sit down to write them. I just let it come and wrote down what I felt. ‘The Golden Hour’ is pretty much about the events and what happened to us.

That’s one of my favourite songs on the album – it’s defiant and anthemic, and it feels like you’re channelling early Springsteen…

It’s unashamedly Bruce-esque – ‘For You’, from his earliest album, is always a song that I’ve loved and, on and off, over the years, I’ve kind of wanted to rewrite it. In the end, I wrote something in that style, but all about what happened. It is quite a defiant song – the chorus is: ‘She’ll never be over; she’ll never be gone… ‘ It’s quite an uplifting song to sing, even if, lyrically, it’s about a very tragic event.

‘Die of Shame’, which deals with the media coverage of the tragedy, has some great ‘60s spy film guitar on it and some dark strings…

Colin Elliot arranged the strings, and the fantastic guitar is by Shez Sheridan. That song wasn’t written for this record – Mark Billingham [crime writer] had a book called Die of Shame, which was going to be made into a TV series, and I thought I would have a bash at writing the theme tune. But the title got changed to something else and I had this song… It wasn’t fully finished, but I loved the chord turnaround.

It wasn’t a My Darling Clementine song, so it just sat there for a while, and then when everything happened – especially the doorstepping by the paparazzi and the unbelievable depths that they sunk to – it seemed appropriate, as a lot of the lyrics were dark and based on murder, as Mark’s books normally are, so, with a few line changes, the song wasn’t based on the book, but on my experience of dealing with those scumbags.

So, I sang it as though I was one of the photographers – the ambulance chasers who took pictures of the awful situation to sell them to the papers. I’m singing angrily about them, but also from their perspective.

‘A Field Of Our Own’ is one of the lighter songs on the record, and it was originally destined for what would’ve been the new My Darling Clementine album. It’s about keeping it rural…

(Laughs). Yeah – it’s a ‘move to the country’ kind of song, and it’s the fourth track. After three songs that deal with the tragedy, I thought we needed to move away from that to something else. It’s unashamedly written in a Ron Sexsmith style. It’s a reflection on moving out of the city, as it will be good for us – as it’s turned out to be.

And it features sheep on it… Did you record them?

Yes – I did my John Lomax thing… They’re not our sheep, but they’re just behind the field out there [he points to outside the house.]

‘A Field Of Our Own is unashamedly written in a Ron Sexsmith style. It’s a reflection on moving out of the city’

Just A Girl In The Summertime has a lush, ‘60s pop feel…

That’s a strange song – I had a track with my vocal, an acoustic guitar and some synth strings. I was trying to write something like The Pale Fountains – kind of ‘60s Bacharach with a bit of Love thrown in. It had been lying around for ages – it was originally about a boy/girl relationship, so I tweaked it lyrically – now the girl in the song is Bebe, and the second verse is me talking about my son, so it’s now on a whole other level. It’s about a girl who’s lost to us and a father who has lost his daughter.

I took it to Clovis to start with – he put the drums on and built the track, but I wasn’t happy with the synth strings, so, with Colin, we added cello, violin and viola to it, to give it that more authentic string sound. I still wanted to do something else with it, so I got Erin from A Girl Called Eddie to sing on it. I sent it to her and she was totally up for doing it – she went into a studio in New York, put the vocal down and sent it back. It was great.

‘I was trying to write something like The Pale Fountains – kind of ‘60s Bacharach with a bit of Love thrown in’

I wasn’t sure about how me getting another girl in to duet with me would sit with the old ball and chain, but Lou was pretty cool with it – I was quite surprised! Erin’s voice is a counterpoint to mine and it adds an extra level of sadness to it that wouldn’t have been there if I’d sung the whole thing. I love the drumming that Clovis did on it, and the guitar is a bit Isley Brothers – I sent him ‘Summer Breeze’; that was the remit I gave him.

The first single from the album, ‘La Bamba In The Rain’, is set in Southport…

That’s where it ended up being set… I started writing it in Aldeburgh, in Suffolk. Lou and I were there for a few days – it was a dreary day, there was a band playing ‘La Bamba’ in the rain, and it was this classic, weary seaside town.

I kind of half wrote it, and I knew it wasn’t going to be a My Darling Clementine song, so I didn’t really aim to finish it. But then when we lost Bebe, my focus was very much on my hometown of Southport, as I was living there for a few weeks with my family. So, I transferred my writing on Albeburgh to Southport. The second verse is all about Southport, and there are lines about the mayor, who was making promises after the events happened. So, the song became a mishmash of faded seaside towns that have seen better days, as Southport certainly has.

Musically, I was trying to write a song like ‘Band On The Run’. The only reason I used the word ‘undertaker’ was because it features in ‘Band On The Run’ – ‘the undertaker drew a heavy sigh’ – and it flows nicely. It wasn’t anything to do with funerals.

It’s a bit of a surreal song – it’s not to be taken too literally. The last verse references the shipping forecast: ‘Trafalgar and Fitzroy.’

‘The song became a mishmash of faded seaside towns that have seen better days, as Southport certainly has’

I wrote the chorus about seeing Southport and many other towns decked out in Union Jacks, and the proliferation of the far right, and those kind of towns with disgruntled people. The towns may have seen better days, but they are affluent and full of retired people with money – immigration is not going to be affecting them, so it’s bollocks that they should be wanting to wave a flag and protest about it. You obviously see it in the working-class areas, where people feel aggrieved, but you shouldn’t see it in places like Southport and Albeburgh.

‘When I Grow Old’ is another lighter song…

It’s an older song, but it seemed to fit – there is a theme about ageing on the record and changing your life and outlook.

Musically, ‘When I Grow Old’ is one of those simple, Neil Young-type songs, and that’s what we tried to for in the arrangement, with the electric guitar quite loud, even though it’s a ballad.

The song is a flight of fancy: will I end up as a fat, old guy on a Greek island? Where will I end up? It’s a fanciful thing – it’s not real. I like the middle-eight section – I’ve had it for ages, and I always wanted to get it into a song. It’s about having a debauched week but going to church on a Sunday to clean up. I’m one of those people who grew up with a church background, and even though my faith doesn’t really exist very much these days – and it hasn’t for a long time – I’ve always fluctuated a bit between my church upbringing – as a believer – and then being a non-believer. That’s summed up in the middle eight of the song.

‘A Mother’s Pride’ is one of the oldest songs on the album…

I wrote it within a year of my mum dying, which was in 2006. It’s unashamedly a power pop/Squeeze kind of track. My mum was a Squeeze fan.

The guitar solo reminds me of Glen Tilbrook’s playing…

What Clovis played is fantastic. I was hoping to get John Perry from The Only Ones to play on it, but that never worked out. Clovis is such a brilliant guitar player, so I just said to him, solo-wise, ‘Pulling Mussels [from the Shell]’ – that’s what we’re going for here’ and he did it.

The song also mentions your dad, and what you thought would happen to him after the death of your mum…

Yes – it fits with the theme of grief and loss and people ageing – it’s all in that song. My dad lived for nearly 20 years on his own after my mum died. Even though the song was written not long after my mum died, I was foreseeing what would happen to my dad’s life.

‘Into The West’, is one of the darker moments on the album. Was that written for the My Darling Clementine album which didn’t happen?

We were going to try and have a go at it. I’ve always been a lover of R.S. Thomas – the Welsh poet and vicar. When we moved here, I went down a bit of an R.S. Thomas wormhole – five miles from here, there’s a village where he was the vicar. There was a book written about him called The Man Who Went Into The West – he ended up being the vicar of a church that overlooked Bardsey Island. You can’t get any further west. Me and my son, Oliver, who is a poet, went on an R.S. Thomas pilgrimage.

Oliver reads a poem on the track…

Yes, so that ties in. It’s a song about getting out of where we were [Manchester] because I hated it there, and I sing about Winter Hill, which is just outside Bolton and casts a shadow over the Northwest. It always rains there, and Winter Hill cast a shadow for me because when I was younger and living near there, it was an unhappy time. It’s a song about leaving your past behind and moving somewhere else. At the end of the song, Oliver reads an R.S. Thomas poem, but some of the lines are ones that he wrote that I felt were appropriate.

‘Winter Hill cast a shadow for me because when I was younger and living near there, it was an unhappy time’

It has some wailing harmonica by Clive Mellor and musically it reminds me of Ennio Morricone – it’s very haunting…

A lot of that is to do with Clovis’s electric guitar – that echoey Daniel Lanois reverb. Like ‘Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore’, it’s quite cinematic.

Are you pleased with the album?

I am – I’m really pleased. When you’re making a record, you always have ups and downs: ‘Is it awful or is it great?’ But I’ve been doing it a long time now, so I know I can have those doubts, and you just ride them out.

I’m pleased with how I’ve managed to exorcise and express something I never thought I would have to experience, and, consequently, it’s been a form of catharsis. Writing it has helped me and I know it’s been the same with Lou, who has been writing her songs, but it doesn’t change anything.

Nothing Can Hurt Me Anymore is released on April 4 (Continental Song City).

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‘I don’t have my seven-inch singles in alphabetical order… A lot of record collectors will probably be horrified!’

Richard Hawley photographed in Sheffield by Dean Chalkley.

 

In 2023, Sheffield singer-songwriter and musician, Richard Hawley, teamed up with label Ace Records to release a brilliant and eclectic compilation album of garage rock, surf, psych, rock ‘n’ roll and R & B seven-inch singles from the ‘50s and ‘60s that he’d hand-picked from his own vinyl collection.

Called 28 Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukeboxit was full of killer riffs, dirty sounds, fuzzed-up guitars, mean organ and twangy licks.

This year, he’s lifted the lid on the jukebox once more, replaced the singles with a bunch of new ones, and unleashed the second in his compilation series, Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox, Volume 2, which is released on January 30, via Ace.

Arguably better than the first album, it’s dedicated to his friend and musical collaborator, guitar legend, Duane Eddy, who died in 2024 – Eddy’s raw, bluesy and groovy 1965 track, Trash, is on the compilation. 

Well-known artists like Elvis Presley, Gene Vincent, Dick Dale and Chet Atkins sit alongside obscure 1970s Welsh psychedelic band, Sunshine Theatre, whose song Mountain is the rarest track included – only 50 copies are said to have been made –and ’60s Orange County garage-rock band, The Last Word, who only put out one single, the Them-like, Sleepy Hollow. Hawley bought the seven-inch by The Last Word for $50, but he says it’s now worth closer to $1,000!

To discuss his rare record finds, and talk about some of the highlights of the new compilation, Say It With Garage Flowers got Hawley on the phone in mid-December last year, shortly after he’d played three sell-out shows at Sheffield’s City Hall.

“Call me a sad fucker, but some of the happiest moments in my life have been when you find that record you’ve been wanting to find for so long,” he tells us.

Q&A

Your first compilation, 28 Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox, came out in 2023. When we last spoke, you said that you’d already put together enough songs to do six volumes, but that you wanted to do 10 in total. Is that still the intention?

Richard Hawley: I think so – I’ve got enough to double that, but it’s whether people will be interested in that many… It’s a bit of an indulgence, but as long as I can take people who are interested in what I do into musical areas that they maybe wouldn’t have thought of listening to, then it’s relevant. So, yeah – I’ll just keep going until folks have had enough.

I think the new compilation is better than the first one – how did you approach it?

It was a similar thing, but the difference between this one and the first was that with the first one, Graham [Wrench – manager] nagged me, because I’d been dragging my heels quite a bit, and Liz [Buckley – head of A & R at Ace Records] said, ‘Rich – we need the list…’ So, in all honesty, I just grabbed a bunch of singles, and pretty much all of those made the grade.

I don’t DJ much these days, but when I do, I have these boxes that have amazing records in them, so, when I lift out a handful of them, it’s not beyond the bounds of possibility that it’s going to be a bunch of interesting records…

I started taking notes and writing down things that I heard or had played. I’ve got this pretty massive cabinet that’s screwed to the wall that has most of the seven-inch singles in it, although some have spilled out of there now because there’s so many. I don’t have them in alphabetical order, because I’ve noticed that whenever I’ve done that, I tend not to play anything… It’s an odd thing… I’m a bit of a lazy c*** with things like that, so I just have them in there randomly, and I’ll reach in, pull something out and play it. I like that because I don’t really know what it’s going to be. A lot of record collectors will probably be horrified by that! (laughs).

I like the randomness of it. I think there’s a certain aspect of record collecting where you’re on some form of the spectrum. I’ll hear something, buy it, forget about it and then rediscover it, which is a nice thing for me. And also, I’ve got the memory of a flea: ‘Ooh – this is new…’, while my wife’s there, rolling her eyes…

‘I don’t know what the wattage of my jukebox is, but it’s bloody loud! And for technology that’s 70 years old… It’s from 1955. It’s incredibly punchy and the bass on it is amazing’

How often do you change the singles you’ve got in your jukebox?

If I’m busy, when I’m writing, or I’ve got my mind on other things, I’ll forget about it, but when I do change it, it’s quite radical.

I can become obsessed with it… It’s also wanting to hear it, because it’s such an amazing thing – I don’t know what the wattage of the jukebox is, but it’s bloody loud! And for technology that’s 70 years old… It’s from 1955. It’s incredibly punchy and the bass on it is amazing.

I read about how when they used to put out seven-inch singles, they used to roll the bass off them because the bandwidth of radio waves in the ‘50s couldn’t handle loads of bottom end. We’ve got digital now, which can take a wide band of frequencies. So, in the ‘50s, they’d roll the bass off on the equipment, so they could play the singles on the radio – and that happened right up until the early ‘70s, apparently.

Where’d you’d hear the bass was on jukeboxes – they would have the speaker capability to put the bass back into the singles, and that was why they were so exciting. And you’d also hear records at fairs, like on the waltzers, and they’d always sound that little bit more exciting. When you’re on a waltzer,  it’s a near-death experience anyway, and you’re being swung round by these dangerous-looking lads…

I like the sleeve notes you’ve written for the new compilation – in the introduction, you say that you were lucky to have grown up in a house when there was music playing all the time. When you were young, your mum would listen to the radio while she was cooking, or sometimes she’d put a record on, and your dad would be playing his guitars. When you went to other people’s houses, there wasn’t music playing…

Yeah. Folks wouldn’t even have a TV or a radio on – not even in the background. There was complete silence, and it was really weird.

I used to find it quite strange that a lot of my friends’ parents weren’t remotely interested in engaging with books, radio, TV, music, or a magazine – there was nothing, and they just sort of sat there… Although, to be honest, as I’ve got older, I crave silence and peace. I think it’s definitely an age thing.

Because of what do, I’m always in a loud environment – even if it’s just the thoughts in my head, there’s a lot going off all the time. I have large swathes of time where I like to just shut it all out. It’s not just an age thing – I think it’s the era that we live in, with the internet and stuff like that.

I rarely watch TV and I go on the internet to look for records, clothes and guitars – three interests that I’ve had since I was about five.

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‘My record playing is usually accompanied by alcohol. When you’re having a couple of Guinnesses, you just want to listen to some music – they go hand in hand’

The whole noise of social media… I made a decision a long time ago that it wasn’t for me. You can get drawn in, because it’s a seductive world, to talk and engage with people, but I’d end up getting involved in some kind of nonsense…

I love silence. My record playing is usually accompanied by alcohol. When you’re having a couple of Guinnesses, you just want to listen to some music – they go hand in hand.

In the sleeve notes, you mention how your dad had to sell a lot of his rare records when the steel workers’ strike took place in 1980, but, subsequently, you’ve spent a lot of time trying to track them down. There’s a great story of how you found a copy of one of the albums he’d been forced to sell – Dance Album of Carl Perkins – in a record shop in Wakefield, and it was your dad’s actual copy! It had his name and address on it, written in his handwriting, on a sticker that was on the back cover…

Yeah –  not only did I find the actual copy that he sold, but it made me think, ‘where the fuck had it been all those years?’

Finding that Carl Perkins record was a Holy Grail moment, because, not only had I got a copy of it, but it was the copy… Funnily enough, it was virtually unplayable – the surface noise on the record was way louder than the music… But my uncles, Kenny and Eric – I call them uncles, but they were friends of my dad’s –  bought me a mint copy of Dance Album of Carl Perkins for my fiftieth. They’re lovely blokes. Kenny used to run Kenny’s Records on The Wicker [in Sheffield], which we used to go to a lot.

You’ve dedicated the new compilation to your friend, Duane Eddy, who died in 2024, and you’ve included a track of his called Trash on the album. It’s originally from his 1965 album, Duane A Go Go Go. It’s great – a bit bluesy and groovy, with some raw, wailing harmonica on it…  

Yeah – it’s a motoring track. You can imagine getting in a car to it and probably driving faster than you should. That album with Trash on it is one of the last great records that he made – and he also did Duane Does Dylan [in 1965]. I had such a wonderful experience working with Duane – he and I became really close. I miss him and I just wanted to dedicate the record to him in his honour.

 

The compilation opens with The Last Race by Jack Nitzsche, which some people will know from the soundtrack of Tarantino’s film, Death Proof. It’s a good way to start the album – very menacing, with a revving engine, big strings, toms and a twangy guitar…

I’ve made quite a few records in my time, so I’m aware that the first track has to get people’s attention. There was a fashion at the time for starting records with the sound of a motorbike – I’ve just found another one, which is great and is going on the next compilation. It’s Scramble by The Royal Rockers – have a listen to that. You’ll like it. There’s quite a lot of records that I have that were obviously appealing to a certain part of the population –  bikers.

The last song on the compilation, Cycle-delic by The Arrows, featuring Davie Allen, is another biker track…

It’s insane… That was when all the bikers got into acid – it was really heavy and dark shit. There was that culture and it culminated with Altamont and the horror at a Rolling Stones concert [in 1969]. It was grim. Cycle-delic had to go last because I’m curious about how many people will make it to the end of the compilation! It’s like the sonic equivalent of having root canal treatment, but the dentist has no anaesthetic! It’s pretty fucking hard to listen to.

There’s a great Jet Harris track called Man From Nowhere on the compilation – I hadn’t heard it before. It has spy-film guitar and big strings… 

I don’t know why it was never a single. There’s an accompanying video to it – look it up on YouTube. It’s amazing!

Haven’t you had the track made up and pressed as a single?

Yeah – there’s a mate of mine who knows various nefarious sources… It means I can play it on the jukebox.

The compilation is front-loaded with instrumentals but the first vocal track we get to hear is Put The Blame On Me by Elvis Presley with the Jordanaires. I didn’t know the song, but it’s great – it’s from 1961 and in the sleeve notes you describe it as ‘a sort of prototype of garage rock…’

Yeah – it’s the chord structure and it’s almost got a strip club / go-go beat – you can imagine some poor girl having to take her clothes off to it, to earn her living. Chordally, it’s very similar to (I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone by The Monkees. There was a load of garage records like that… No Friend of Mine by The Sparkles is another one. All those garage bands would’ve used that chord structure at some point: The Seeds, The 13th Floor Elevators, The Chocolate Watch Band…

You’ve included a version of (I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone by British band The Flies on the compilation…

It’s a lot dirtier than The Monkees’ one – I’ll stick my neck out and say that’s it’s the best version of Stepping Stone. I’m always amazed that The Monkees were allowed to do something like that, because it’s pretty aggressive.

Another garage-rock track on the album is Baby I Go For You by The Blue Rondos, which was produced by Joe Meek…

It’s testament to what he achieved with sort of limited equipment, and it’s quite obvious that a lot of his ideas were pilfered by other producers at the time, because he was light years ahead of everything else that was going on.

The rarest record on the compilation is Mountain by the Welsh band, Sunshine Theatre – when it came out, in 1971, there were only 50 copies of it ever made…

Apparently – and I don’t know whether they exist… I discovered that record through Meurig Jones [location manager] in Portmeirion. My copy is an original, which I got given, but I’ve also got a reissue from Hyperloop.

When I first heard it, I thought, ‘How the fuck did something so wonderful just disappear into complete obscurity?’

It has a cool organ sound on it and it reminds me of Stereolab or Broadcast…

It reminds me a little bit of Syd Barrett-era Pink Floyd too – that was a fashionable thing at the time – but it’s actually a very modern-sounding record. It sounds like bands of the Britpop era or maybe even now. It’s sort of psychedelic, but the thing with a lot of psychedelia is that the best music of that era was often made by people who’d never taken drugs or never would because they imagined what it would be like to take drugs. We’ve all grown up with Alice In Wonderland and Edward Lear – once you’d read those books, you know the associations with them, like the hookah, the caterpillar and huge mushrooms, without ever taking hallucinogenic drugs. That Mountain record is 100% authentic.

I freely admit that some of the records and selections that I like, I would have either heard originally on compilation albums, or they would’ve appeared many times on compilation records.

Photo by Dean Chalkley

The purpose of what I’m trying to do is to get that kind of thing across to an audience that wouldn’t necessarily be obsessive record collectors, nutters and boffins like us – who wouldn’t encounter it – but, because they like what I do, and my music goes into the fucking charts – they might dig it, and it might turn them onto other things.

I think the word is ‘non-partisan’ – I just choose what is on the jukebox or what can be played on it. I don’t choose things from CDs – the one rule is that it has to have been played on my jukebox.

‘I’m trying to get across to an audience that wouldn’t necessarily be obsessive record collectors, nutters and boffins’

I like what I would describe as quite a broad church, so there will be a hillbilly record next to something that’s psychedelic or some insane garage thing. A lot of compilers will be interested in something because it’s insanely rare, like all that freakbeat stuff… If it’s got a slightly skipped drum beat and a fuzz guitar, ‘oh, it’s freakbeat…’ A lot of it’s just shit!

You mentioned hearing songs on other compilations…. You first heard Sleepy Hollow by The Last Word, which you’ve included on your collection, on a Pebbles compilation. It’s the only record that The Last Word ever made – you paid $50 for it, but you say it’s now worth almost $1,000…

Back when I bought it, $50 was a lot of money. A lot of records I just picked up along the way and a lot of them I can’t even fucking remember where. You just buy a bunch of stuff… One of the records on the album I found in some kind of wool or knitting shop in America – it was pure chance, as I was walking down the street.

There was a bundle of records in the window, tied up with ribbon. The singles weren’t for sale – the woman behind the counter said they’d bought loads of them from a junk shop or a yard sale for a display. I said that I wasn’t remotely interested in fucking knitting, but could I have a look at the records? There was a big pile in the backroom, and she was almost throwing them at me…

I think it might’ve been in Phoenix or Tucson – somewhere like that. Tucson was somewhere I looked forward to going to because it had great second-hand clothes shops. I’ve not been to America for years, and I’m not interested in going back while Trump is in power.

There’s a great Gene Vincent song on your compilation – The Day The World Turned Blue, from 1971. It has a child-like sound – a lullaby feel, like Sunday Morning by The Velvet Underground…

Yeah, but there’s obviously a darkness to it. It’s where I got the idea of using a celeste or a glockenspiel on my music. Funnily enough, darkness is brought out a lot more by using an instrument that you would’ve played in a school orchestra, rather than something heavy and adult. Gene used to do that a lot – he did it on Over The Rainbow… a lot of his ballads.

You found one of the tracks on the compilation, Fuzzy and Wild by The Ventures, in a market in Chesterfield…

Yeah – I’ve only been there once, and it was one of the many records I bought. Call me a sad fucker, but some of the happiest moments in my life have been when you find that record you’ve been wanting to find for so long. Sadly, I’m not sure those occasions will happen much anymore, because I don’t find myself in a position where I’m on a tour bus in the middle of America, and, also, America has got wise to it. You don’t tend to find those obscure records.

The irony of it is that I’ve got no qualms about buying stuff on eBay because I’m not going to be able to find the kind of music that I want to find, like Scramble by The Royal Rockers, which I told you about earlier, in a local record shop. It’s going to be from somebody on eBay who found it in a yard sale in Seattle.

So, you found a lot of records while you were touring America with Longpigs?

A lot of them were with Pulp and Longpigs – the last tour that we did with Longpigs. I kept it quiet from them [Longpigs]. I never really talked about it much because they weren’t remotely interested in my interest in rock ‘n’ roll history.

‘Call me a sad fucker, but some of the happiest moments in my life have been when you find that record you’ve been wanting to find for so long’

I’d go wandering… When you’re out on the road for that length of time… I tried really hard to avoid being off my fucking head a lot, although, like a moth to a flame, I seemed to find enough time to discover recreational pursuits for getting into altered states. But that’s so far behind me now – 25 years in fact. I loved the idea of finding random piles of records in gas stations, or in a window display, in a ladies’ outfitters – that was where the fun was.

You said earlier that you’ve run out of space in your seven-inch singles cabinet, and you’ve got overspill. Is your wife very understanding when it comes to your records?

She’s very understanding, but it’s getting to the point where stuff’s on the floor and I don’t have shelving. I’m 58, so maybe it might be time to offload some stuff… I don’t know… When I’m gone all that stuff is probably going to end up in landfill or a junk shop anyway.

I look at a lot of the indie stuff I collected when I was a teenager… and I’ve got daft stuff like Hot Chocolate and the Bee Gees… I’ll play those records when I DJ, but, actually, I can live without them, and they get in the way of what I really want to listen to.

So, finally, what are your plans for 2026? You’ve had a busy few years, what with the Standing at the Sky’s Edge musical, the release of your last album, In This City They Call You Love, and the Coles Corner 20th anniversary reissue and gigs. Will you take a year off, or will you make another album?

I don’t really know. You hit a point – and I’ve hit them in the past – which is a sort of crossroads moment. It’s the first time since I was 15 that I don’t technically have a record deal, and it’s quite a happy place. I’ve not been unsigned since I was 15! I’m 58 now, so that’s a hell of a lot of my life – 40-plus years.

I’m quite enjoying it. It’s not like I’m desperate and I’m going back to busking… I’ve just played three sell-out nights at City Hall! I find myself in a curious position – I’m 58 and what I do is getting bigger… I’m in no way bragging or being unpleasant or egotistical about it, but places that would take a month to sell out now sell out in seconds. I don’t think it’s much to do with me – I guess it’s just what’s happening in the world… People want to hear something – they’re looking for something – and my music fulfils whatever that is. I don’t think it’s anything to do with me being good…

You’re very modest…

Things are so fucked up in this world right now – we could be at war, and that’s a reality. So, me worrying about what I’m going to do next… Most musicians and artists get to bite one of the cherries in the bowl – I’ve eaten every cherry and the fucking bowl as well! I’m incredibly lucky. Fortune has been very kind to me over the years, but I’ve struggled in the past – we struggled to eat properly when my daughter was young.

That’s the road you must go down if you want to pursue what you do, rather than stacking shelves, which would be the alternative for me. I’m not a guy with a lot of paperwork to tell the world I’ve got any level of intelligence that it can measure. I wouldn’t be swapping this life to become Emeritus Professor of science or physics at Cambridge University. It would be ‘Hello, Tesco…’

‘Most musicians and artists get to bite one of the cherries in the bowl – I’ve eaten every cherry and the fucking bowl as well!’

I guess I’ll stick to what I’m doing, but I’m in no rush, although I never was. I’ve always done things at my own pace. Call me old-fashioned… I probably will make another record, but there are so many songs that I haven’t recorded… It might be time for me to archive a lot of stuff. Sometimes I’ll start singing a song that I wrote 20 years ago that I didn’t really document properly. It’s a bit like having a brain that’s like some kind of primordial soup – occasionally a bone will surface…

For every record that I’ve done, there’s so much surplus stuff and it’s not low-quality – they’re good songs. You can only fit so much on a record. I keep writing new stuff all the time. It’s not particularly a talent – it’s more of a mental illness. We’ll see…

Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox, Volume 2 is released via Ace Records on January 30. You can preorder it here.

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