‘I don’t have anything to do with social media – both my sons and my daughter have said, ‘Dad – don’t… you’ll really hate it”

Richard Hawley photographed in Sheffield by Dean Chalkley

 

Richard Hawley‘s latest album, In This City They Call You Love, is one of the best records he’s made in a solo career that’s lasted nearly 25 years.

It’s largely a return to the sound of vintage Hawley. Heavy Rain is a beautiful, late-night melancholy ballad with strings, and Prism In Jeans recalls early Elvis and pre-Beatles, British rock ‘n’ roll, but there are also a few surprises, including soulful, gospel-doo-wop (Deep Waters), and Easy Listening bossa nova.  (Do I Really Need To Know?).

Talking about the new record, the 57-year-old singer-songwriter and guitarist, says: “I’ve made three albums where I had the title before I’d even begun to record – where I had an agenda. One was Truelove’s Gutter. Another was Standing At The Sky’s Edge, when I wanted to turn everything up and make the music a lot more aggressive, and then this one.

“I wanted it to be multi-coloured in a way… focusing on the voice and what voices can do together… I deliberately only played a handful of guitar solos to keep it focused on voices, the song and space…” 

Speaking to Say It With Garage Flowers in London recently, he tells us why Sheffield, the city where he was born, grew up and still lives, will always inspire his songwriting, how he ended up playing a guitar owned by Scott Walker on the new album, and why he doesn’t do social media.

He also shares his views on AI in music –  “it’s fucking bollocks” – and explains how he’s tried to write songs with his friend, Paul Weller, but they just can’t make it work.

It’s almost 25 years since velvet-voiced singer-songwriter and guitarist, Richard Hawley, launched his solo career – his eponymous debut mini-album came out in 2001.

This month sees the release of his ninth studio album, In This City They Call You Love, and it’s easily up there with his best work – less heavy and psychedelic than some of his last few records, it’s mostly a return to vintage Hawley.

Heavy Rain is a gorgeous,  string-soaked, ‘50s-style ballad that could’ve come off his 2005 Mercury Prize-nominated album, Coles Corner, while the country song, Hear That Lonesome Whistle Blow, has echoes of Johnny Cash and Hank Williams.

The soulful and gospel-tinged Deep Waters was inspired by doo-wop, Prism In Jeans nods its quiff to early ‘60s Elvis and pre-Beatles rock ‘n’ roll, like The Tornadoes, The Shadows and Billy Fury, and Deep Space – the heaviest song on the record–  is an upbeat, crunching rocker that tackles the need for some peace and quiet – time and space – but also reflects on eco and social issues.

Elsewhere, there’s Hawley goes bossa, with the dreamy Easy Listening of Do I Really Need To Know?, the dark and menacing midnight twang of first single, the crime-ridden Two For His Heels, and the stunning album closer, ‘Tis Night’, a wintry, hymnal-like ode to spending precious moments by the fire with the one you love, that’s surely destined to appear on a lot of Christmas Spotify playlists this year – ours included.

Like a lot of Hawley’s work, the name of the album – In This City They Call You Love – was inspired by the city of Sheffield, where he was born, grew up and still lives.

The title takes its name from a lyric in the ballad People, which is one of the album’s most beautiful and stripped-down moments – in Sheffield, people refer to each other as ‘love.’

Speaking to Hawley in mid-April, at the London offices of his record company, BMG, shortly before a private acoustic gig to showcase some of the songs from the new album, Say It With Garage Flowers asks him why he keeps using Sheffield as his muse, and if that will always be the case?

“Yeah – it won’t change. That’s yer Banks in goal,” he says. “Like I’ve said before, I don’t know what it’s like to live in Bangladesh or Hong Kong, Australia or the North Pole. I’ve lived there my whole life, so why would I not use it as my muse, or whatever you want to call it. It makes the songs authentic.”

Q&A

It’s so nice to hear a song like People, which talks about a city where people call each other love – especially when there’s so much hate out there, both online and in the ‘real world…’

RH: It’s unavoidable because it’s in your face – world events and social media are influenced by each other. I don’t have anything to do with social media. I don’t know much about it, but both my sons and my daughter have said, ‘Dad – don’t… you’ll really hate it.’

When it first started, my manager’s assistant, Tilde, sent me loads of things that people were saying about me on the internet, but, obviously, she only sent me the things that were positive. I said to her, ‘I never want to see that again.’ She said, ‘Why? It’s all really nice stuff…’ It’s because I remember what my grandfather told me about reviews – he was a music hall performer, as well as a soldier and a steel worker.

He said: ‘The thing about reviews or people’s opinions is that, ultimately, they’re not really any good to you, if you’re doing something that’s creative.’ I said: ‘Why’s that?’ And he said: ‘The good ones make your head so big that you can’t get out of the door, and the bad ones make you so depressed that you don’t want to get out of bed…’

It’s nice when you get positive praise for something that you’ve put a lot of time and effort into it, but people’s opinions can’t be the be-all and end-all…

The thing I’ve observed about social media is simple – if it was an actual place – a town, a village, or a city – nobody would go. Only the nasty, crazy fucker would get on a bus, or on a plane, or a taxi to go there. Who the fuck would?

I’m not an expert on these things because I don’t do it, but, whenever the subject of social media comes up with whoever, I’ve never heard good things.

If you’d written People about London, you’ve have had to say: ‘People in this city call you a wanker…’

RH: Yeah… People in this city call you a c***!

‘The thing I’ve observed about social media is if it was an actual place – a town, a village, or a city – nobody would go. Only the nasty, crazy fucker would get on a bus, or on a plane, or a taxi to go there’

On this album, you played a guitar that belonged to Scott Walker, didn’t you?

RH: Yeah – that was a massive thing. Scott was a mate – he was someone I met when he produced Pulp’s last album, We Love Life, and, for a multitude of reasons, he and I clicked. It was to do with music, but other stuff as well – we had a certain sense of humour which both of us understood.

His manager rang up on behalf of his daughter, Lee, and the timing of it couldn’t have been more fitting… It’s a Telecaster – and she had it delivered to me three days into the recording of the record.

Didn’t you play your Dad’s Gretsch and a guitar of Duane Eddy’s on the album too?

RH: Yeah.

Duane’s one of my guitar heroes…

RH: And one of mine, and a lot of people’s… The thing about Duane is that you hear one or two notes and you know who it is – the sound is so distinctive.

Prism In Jeans, on the new album, has a pre-Beatles feel… 

RH: Yeah – and mid-period Elvis stuff, like Marie’s The Name and Surrender. I’m aware that’s a nod to that, but that’s just the way it turned out.

Deep Waters reminds me of Sam Cooke – it’s soul and gospel, but with doo-wop backing vocals…

RH: What I was listening to before I started choosing the songs was the The Harmonizing Four – a gospel group. I’m obsessed with them. Are you aware of them?

I don’t know them…

RH: They go right back to the ‘30s, probably longer –  they’re like The Blind Boys of Alabama in terms of their longevity, not their music. I’ve been collecting their records – most of their stuff they recorded on Vee-Jay. Their singing is phenomenal, and it definitely influenced me. I wanted lots of voices singing together – and, hey presto, half my band are fucking brilliant backing singers.

Do I Really Need To Know?  is Hawley goes bossa. I love the dreamy, Easy Listening arrangement on it…

Richard Hawley photographed in Sheffield by Dean Chalkley

RH: Yeah – it’s got my favourite guitar solo that I’ve played on recent times on it. I used a Poltava Fuzz-Wah [pedal]. It’s weird and I bought it years ago. It’s got components that are Russian, Finnish, Ukrainian and Polish, and it’s built out of tank parts – it’s their version of trying to capture that ‘60s fuzz-wah sound, but they got it wrong, and it sounds like something completely different. It sounds more like an ARP synth than a guitar effects pedal. I also played the solos on Deep Space on that – some really crazy stuff on Scott’s guitar.

Do I Really Need To Know? could’ve been done in a reggae style or soul or bossa, or whatever… When I was doing the solo… there’s a great Bob Marley and the Wailers performance on The Old Grey Whistle Test, where they’re actually miming… They do Stir It Up, but Peter Tosh plays this guitar solo that’s absolutely fucking awesome. I love that clip and that song.

Musically, Stir It Up is actually doo-wop, but they did it in a reggae style, with the drop on the bass drum on the third beat of the bar. I love that solo and I wanted to somehow capture that vibe – I don’t know if I got anywhere close. I probably came up with something completely different or wrong, but different and wrong can be right in its own way.

Hear That Lonesome Whistle Blow is a country track –  just the title makes it sound like it’s a song by Johnny Cash or Hank Williams… You like writing about trains, don’t you?

RH: It’s the language of old folk music that transferred there [the US] from the UK – English, Irish, Welsh and Scottish, as well as Gallic-French folk songs.

The landscape of America changed its scope, but the actual subject matter of a lot of the older, folk-based American songs, is trains, and the landscape and the mountains… John Henry, a figure who is ‘a steel driving man’… that’s my dad…

To me, that’s the imagery of old America, a huge part of it which enters into the great American songs, as well as songs about love, sadness and loss.

Because I’m from South Yorkshire and I’m a steel worker’s song, it immediately didn’t feel alien to me – I could identify with it straightaway, even from childhood. It’s never felt alien to me, as a Northern English man, to sing the songs that I write, because the skeleton’s the same – the components of a great American song.

There’s a lineage…

RH: Yeah – the Industrial Revolution was exported to many place…

On Deep Space, you sing: ‘It stresses it me out and it makes me ill, it always has and it always will – I need space…’  Do you suffer from claustrophobia, or are you a frustrated astronaut?

In the song you also say: ‘Oh my god, what have we done – turned our backs upon the sun, oh my Lord, where can we turn, when the earth is scorched, and people burn?

That’s about the environment, isn’t it?

RH: The thing that started me thinking about that song was a personal reflection of just needing some fucking peace and quiet, and time and space… From my perspective, as an older guy, I feel the urge for that more – I’m not interested in hanging around in large groups of shouty people anymore.

Whatever age you’re at, there are different versions of yourself, from different parts of your life, that you can no longer relate to – that’s normal. It’s about growing and changing…

There’s another component to it as well. All over the world, there’s a hideous social crime that we all allow to occur, and we all seem to be powerless to do anything about it – the increasing levels of homelessness and people who live on the street. For some of them, it’s not a happy experience – you meet people who are out of their minds on Spice or cheap, nasty alcohol…

From a kinder perspective, it also occurred to me that maybe they know something we don’t – we’re the nuts, the ones who are really crazy, because we’re the ones that are going along with this fucking society where we can sell bombs to countries that kill kids and innocent people.

‘All over the world, there’s a hideous social crime that we all allow to occur, and we all seem to be powerless to do anything about it – the increasing levels of homelessness’

There’s no chance of the homeless drunk or drug addict being invited on to Elon Musk or Richard Branson’s fucking edge of the atmosphere, space exploration [trip] for two or three hundred grand a chuck for a ticket, so there’s no chance of escaping to deep space or another planet where things are kinder and better, and people aren’t being fucking hideous to each other. The only chance they’ve got is to go inwards to a different kind of space…

The first proper book I was ever given and I read was Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea by Jules Verne. My dad gave me his copy, and I absorbed it like food. I still love Jules Verne to this day – he was a ‘time traveller’, like Leonardo da Vinci. He had such an incredible mind to conceive of all those things…

So, on the edge of our atmosphere or deep space, or a subterranean, or dark-green velvet, deep sea world in a submarine… It’s healthy to put the phone or the screen down and go and walk in a fucking park.

You have woods where you walk near your house, don’t you?

RH: I’m blessed… In Sheffield, everybody has a wood or a park near them – there are 470 municipal parks, woodlands and public spaces.

When the city was being built, and the industrialists were becoming increasingly affluent, the one thing that they did do was to provide amenities for the workforce, so they could have some kind of meaningful recreation. The legacy is that if you step out of almost any door in any part of the city, you have access to green space.

I kind of felt that was fucking normal, but if you go to Manchester, Liverpool or wherever… there’s fuck all compared to what we’ve got. To be fair, the city centre [of Sheffield] is absolutely shite – it looks like Hitler’s bombed it again.

We’ve got the oldest football club in the world [Sheffield F.C] – we invented League Football – and the other two teams that are actually in professional leagues are shite… So, there’s a lot to make you cry about being in Sheffield…

The last time I visited Sheffield, I was surprised at how much the city centre had declined…

RH: The council have absolutely fucked it. They’ve allowed all the independent businesses to disappear, or they’ve got rid of them – they’ve kicked them out because the corporate companies, like Starbucks, McDonald’s or Burger King, can pay the astronomical rents – they don’t care. Its identity as a city, in the city centre, has almost disappeared. A lot of what I do is out of frustration because I can see things slipping away from our physical grasp – it’s like holding on to water.

Coles Corner [the place in Sheffield] only existed in the minds of older people because they remembered it – ‘It was always, I’ll meet you at Coles Corner…’

‘I know I’m a songwriter and a successful musician, but I’m also mindful of the fact that I’m a husband and a father, an uncle, a brother, a son… all those different roles that you fulfil’

Richard Hawley photographed in Sheffield by Dean Chalkley

I do hope that in our city we don’t stop calling each other ‘love’ – a lot of people object to it. It’s not me having a go…  I don’t want to harp on about the state of the world, but it is distressing that we seem to be on the precipice of something that’s not very fucking good.

You mentioned your kids earlier. I have children too – it’s worrying about what kind of world we’re leaving behind for their generation too, isn’t it?

RH: Absolutely – one hundred percent. That’s on my mind a lot. I know I’m a songwriter and a successful musician, but I’m also mindful of the fact that I’m a husband and a father, an uncle, a brother, a son… all those different roles that you fulfil.

Going back to the album… The last track, ‘Tis Night, is a magical song – it’s almost hymnal. It reminds me of when you’ve sung Silent Night live before. It’s a nice way to end the record, and it has some lovely imagery in it – growing old together, a head resting on someone’s shoulder, whiskey and firelight…

RH: Yeah. In a way, writing a song ruins the moment… It’s about those moments that me and my wife share – they’re very brief, but it’s the end of the day, the dogs are knackered because you’ve walked them… they’re asleep. You put the fire on when it’s cold and you just sit still and quiet. It sounds really boring, but the older you get, the more you realise… with events that have happened to me on a personal level and losing people, you know how quickly those moments can be taken away from you. It’s precious.

‘AI in music is fucking bollocks – it’s for robots, and we’re not robots’

It’s like you said earlier, about people being obsessed with looking at screens…

RH: You miss the moment or kill it. Maybe we’re looking at our phones trying to find that moment… I think real life struggles to compete with the moving images on a screen. The thing is with a phone or a computer, it’s all done for you – you don’t need an imagination. I find that concept absolutely terrifying – giving Artificial Intelligence the power to do everything for you.

What’s your view on AI in music?

RH: It’s fucking bollocks – there’s no debate. AI music is for robots – we’re not robots.

When we last spoke, in 2023, you’d just put out your compilation album, 28 Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox. How’s your jukebox going?

RH: It’s fucking great!

Have you put any new records in it?

RH: Not for a bit, because I’m happy with the selection… Actually, I put a lot of Led Zeppelin tunes on it and they sound fucking wicked. I’ve been a bit lazy… I’ve got The Harmonizing Four on there, and a few other tunes. You can only play 52 singles, so you’ve got 104 tracks.

My sons love at least half of what’s on there – they’ve got right into it because they wouldn’t have listened to that type of music at all. It’s the physical thing of pressing the buttons that they really like. We’ve got table football at our house, and they love – especially when I’m not there – getting their mates round with a few beers, playing the jukebox and table football. I’m really fucking glad that a 21-year-old and a 23-year-old find that a pleasing experience, instead of sat on a sofa with their mates, looking at their phones.

You’re bringing out People as a seven-inch single, with another new song, Bones, as the B-side, which isn’t on the album…

RH: That nearly made it, but there was something not quite right about it, not as a song, but being included on the album. Deep Space is a heavy track, but there’s a lightness to it – musically and with its lyrical content, it seems to fit into the vibe, but Bones is too heavy – emotionally and lyrically, and musically. It jarred a little bit, but it’s still a valid song. Me and the guys like it – we enjoyed playing it. It was also a question of the space on the record… I was tempted to cut another song and just have 11, but we went for 12 in the end because it seemed to be the right balance. There are three other tracks I haven’t released.

Are you looking forward to the tour?

RH: I can’t wait – we haven’t rehearsed yet. I don’t even know if it fucking works! Coming out of lockdown, we’ve enjoyed doing all the gigs that we’ve done – we were like sprinters in the starting blocks, waiting to get out. The joyfulness… not just for us, but for the audiences as well. To have that taken away for two years… It’s very simple – because we live in that scrolling culture and with Spotify and YouTube and all that, music’s become such an undervalued thing – it definitely is, because they don’t pay us!

If you consider people living in caves – our ancestors – where every waking second was about survival… They didn’t have a light switch, or a panel for the central heating, or Ocado or Tesco deliveries… All these things that we daily take for granted and clog up our brains too much.

Their existence could come to an end if they didn’t deal with [getting] firewood, clothing, heating, shelter, food… they had to create it or find it, but they still had time to paint on the walls. I’m not a betting man, but I would wager that there music involved as well… glottal stop singing or bits of wood being bashed on walls. There’s no documentation of it, but I’d put my last quid on it. What that tells you is that painting on the walls and, theoretically, music had as much value as finding a meal.

You’re playing a big show in Sheffield’s Don Valley Bowl this summer – Rock ‘n’ Roll Circus, with The Coral, The Divine Comedy and Gilbert O’Sullivan. That’s a super-group waiting to happen, isn’t it?

RH: Yeah – that’s your disparate thing… There are a lot of smaller artists playing too – I wanted it to involve a lot of younger Sheffield artists as well, which it does, in the other tent. I’m trying to give them a leg-up and flag attention to some labels that these are worthwhile acts and that they’ve got to check them out.

The selling point is that it’s Hawley’s biggest show, and this, that and the other… I try not to think about those kinds of things because it will fuck me up! It’s not an outdoor gig because it’s in a tent, but for something like that, you pray it doesn’t rain…

Heavy rain…

RH: Yeah, yeah, yeah – let’s not have that on the day…

‘Paul Weller has been so generous and so supportive of what I’ve done for years. We’ve tried to write songs together, but we’ve not quite managed to do it – we’ve got too much respect for each other’

You play on the new Paul Weller album, 66, don’t you? You’re on lap steel on a song called I Woke Up

RH: Yeah – he’s a good pal. He just rang me up and said, ‘I’ve got this song on the new record…’

It’s a really nice song – folky, with some ‘60s pop strings on it…

RH: Yeah – it’s simple. It’s one of my favourites of the ballad stuff that Paul does. The funny thing is, and I said it at the time, is that tune will stick its little head up over his life and I think it will be one of his most remembered songs.

He’s been so generous and so supportive of what I’ve done for years – and been very vocal about it. The thing is with me and him is we’ve tried to write songs together but up to now, we’ve not quite managed to do it. Whenever we’ve tried… I think it’s because we’ve got too much respect for each other. That’s what Paul said [he does a Weller impression]: ‘It’s not working, Rich, because we’ve got too much fucking respect for each other…’ He’s enjoying doing what he’s doing, and that’s the main thing.

You’ve got a lot in common – you work with a regular band, you stick to your principles, but you’re not afraid to experiment…

RH: He’s not afraid to push it and he follows his own path – his own arrow – and that’s all you can do. You have to do what you do without willy measuring – don’t compare yourself to other people. You have to have the strength to do what you do, and don’t look over your shoulder at what some other fucker is doing. It’s not healthy.

You’ve done a fair few collaborations – would you like to do more?

RH: It’s whenever the phone rings… You can’t really choose those kinds of things. I’ve just been lucky that the phone’s rang with some really way-out things. It’s like when I met Duane [Eddy] – he said that he got into me because Nancy Sinatra had told him about me. When you actually sit back and think about it… it was Lee Hazlewood who told her about me. She said that her and Lee were driving around… I can’t remember where it was, L.A, Phoenix or wherever… listening to my stuff. That fucking blew my head off! How did that happen?

In This City They Call You Love is released on May 31 (BMG).

Please note: this interview took place on April 11, 2024 – sadly, Duane Eddy died on April 30 this year.

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Richard Hawley will be touring Ireland and the UK from May 24:

May 24                   3 Olympia Theatre, Dublin

May 25                   3 Olympia Theatre, Dublin

June 2                    Barrowland, Glasgow

June 3                    Usher Hall, Edinburgh

June 5                    De Montfort Hall, Leicester

June 6                    Bristol Beacon

June 8                    Eventim Apollo, London

June 9                    Brighton Dome, Brighton

June 11                  The Wulfrun Halls, Wolverhampton

June 12                  02 Apollo, Manchester

June 13                  The Glasshouse International Centre of Music, Gateshead

June 15                   Olympia, Liverpool

June 16                   Norwich Nick Raysn LCR UEA, Norwich  

June 18                   Guildhall, Portsmouth

June 20                  Scarborough Spa, Scarborough

August 21              Beautiful Days Festival

August 29              Don Valley Bowl, headline show with special guests, Sheffield

August 29-31        End of The Road Festival

‘For the last decade, I’ve been completely obsessed with the seven-inch single’

Sheffield psych-rocker and velvet-voiced crooner, Richard Hawley, has put together a new compilation album for the Ace Records label.

Called 28 Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox, it’s a brilliant and eclectic collection of mostly instrumental, garage rock, surf, rock ‘n’ roll and R & B seven-inch singles from the ‘50s and ‘60s that he’s hand-picked from his own vinyl collection.

Full of killer riffs, dirty sounds, fuzzed-up guitars, mean organ and twangy licks, most of these tunes are guaranteed dancehall floor-fillers and quiff shakers.

There are choice cuts from obscure artists like Ahab & The Wailers and The Dyna-Sores, as well as lesser-known tracks from famous acts like The Shadows, The Troggs, and even Jimi Hendrix, whose ferocious Hornet’s Nest, credited to Curtis Knight & The Squires, opens the compilation – it’s the first time it’s been released in its unedited version.

Say It With Garage Flowers dragged Hawley away from his jukebox and got him on the phone to tell us about the new album, his love of the seven-inch single, his music listening habits and compulsive record collecting tendencies.

“My obsession with it has carried on my whole life. It’s kept me out of a shitload of trouble,” he says, adding wryly, “but probably got me into a different kind of trouble…”

Q&A

How did the idea for the compilation come about?

Richard Hawley: Do you know what? I can’t fucking remember – I think there was Guinness involved, which wouldn’t surprise me. In all fairness, it’s taken so long for it to come out, for various reasons – lockdown being a massive component.

Ace is a fantastic label. I had a long chat with Liz [Buckley – label manager at Ace Records] – she’s amazing – and all the folks there. They’re all fans of music – shit you don’t hear on the radio.

Liz and all the Ace people are incredibly knowledgeable about some of the most obscure music on the planet, but I think the stuff I mentioned surprised them – and me, to be honest. They’d never heard of it, and it sparked their interest.

I can remember Liz phoning me up and saying, ‘It’s about time we did something…’ It was pre-lockdown. They asked me to put 28 tracks together and, in all honesty, this is the funny bit about it… I know a lot of folks who do compilations and spend months agonising about what singles to put on them… I’m being completely honest, cos I don’t like lying – my manager, Graham, came around to see me and said, ‘Rich – you’ve been wanting to do this compilation with Ace for years, but you’re dragging your heels and you haven’t given them a list – get it together!’

So, I randomly picked up one of my many DJ boxes, pulled out a pile of records, counted 28 tracks, played them and there was only two I rejected. That was how it was. I guess I am a bloke who makes lists, but I’m not obsessive about it and I’m terrible at organising things. I deliberately have my singles in a random order, but roughly speaking, in whichever decade they’re from. I just like to reach in, pull a single out and play it.

Being a record collector, there’s a danger, but, to a certain extent, you have to put things in rough alphabetical order. But I’m very mindful that that’s super-anal. You end up stood at your record collection looking at it and you can never decide what to play. Do you know what I mean? I don’t know if you’re the same.

I am, but I have young kids and I don’t have time to play a lot of my records at the moment. I still buy a lot of new and second-hand vinyl, though – albums and seven-inch singles…

RH: I feel your pain, Sean. We’re empty nesters now – our kids have all flown. That’s a recent thing. For the last decade or decade and a half, I’ve been completely obsessed with the seven-inch single. I’ve been wanting to get a jukebox my whole life and I don’t know how I did it, but I convinced my long-suffering wife, Helen, that it would be a great idea. She always said, ‘Oh God, no, – you’ve got a record player and you come back from the pub pissed-up and play that stupidly loud…’

She knows what I’m like – I’ll come back, a few beers, and play rockabilly and old R & B singles up to the max. I managed to convince her a jukebox was a great idea and thank fuck for the timing – it was a month or a month and a half before lockdown. It’s a 1955 Wurlitzer 1800 and it’s a thing of beauty.

I got it from a dear friend of mine, Ian Clarricoates – he’s a restorer and a lover of jukeboxes –[www.jukejoint.co.uk]. He’s an expert and a top-flight electrician – he’s a lovely man.

We did a deal and he delivered it –  the picture that’s on the cover of the compilation was taken in my house. On the left-hand side, you can see a shadow of me and there’s one of my guitars on the other side. I’ve been obsessed with writing out the labels – it’s really super-nerdy. It takes 55 singles and you can actually DJ with it.

How does your wife feel about it?

RH: Oh, she loves it, honest.

You’ve collected lots of seven-inch singles when you’ve been touring all over the world. If you’re abroad in a town or city, do you make a beeline for a record shop?

RH: Yeah, basically, but there’s a darker side to it. I got into the ephemera of Americana and stuff when I was touring because it kept me from doing shitloads of drugs and hanging around with people I shouldn’t have been hanging around with and getting off me head.

I haven’t done drugs for nearly 24 years and there’s no chance of me ever going back.  I was spending a lot of my time being far more productive and going to record shops – it was a way of keeping myself busy on tour. Touring is incredibly boring, with long drives and all that. I’m not moaning about it and I’m very fortunate to have had the life that I’ve had – me dad was a steel worker who certainly didn’t have the opportunities I’ve had.

‘I got into the ephemera of Americana when I was touring because it kept me from doing shitloads of drugs. I haven’t done drugs for nearly 24 years and there’s no chance of me ever going back’

My dad was a massive record collector. I was just this little kid who’d tag along with him and I got into choosing me own music – he encouraged it. We used to go to Kenny’s Records in Sheffield – me dad’s mate Kenny used to drink in working men’s clubs and he was a massive rock ‘n’ roll, hillbilly and R & B expert. He’s in his eighties now but his record collection is just off the fucking scale – all originals and mint. He ran his record shop and I used to go there and hang out. I also heard a shitload of music from mum and dad, but it carried on… it wasn’t just a childhood thing.

I was too young for punk, but the whole post-punk thing was when I got into listening to John Peel, when I was a very young teenager. You’d just go out and buy the records – it’s not complicated! But the obsession with it has carried on my whole life. It’s kept me out of a shitload of trouble but probably got me into a different kind of trouble. Records contain information and, to me, it’s vital information.

You’ve called the compilation 28 Little Bangers because you said that seven-inch singles are like miniature musical hand grenades…

RH:Yeah – that’s one way to look at it. They fizzle out before they’ve even started – they’re over so quickly. You’ve only got so much time and a seven-inch single can only effectively and efficiently contain so much information before it starts to degrade.

Songs like Hey Jude and Bohemian Rhapsody that are really long took ages to master to get it right, but, generally speaking, it’s easier and quicker with seven-inch singles in terms of the length of time and less information.

I worked with Lee Hazlewood – he would look at a song and if it was two minutes two seconds, he would say it was three seconds too long. It had to be under two minutes – he was obsessed with that.

Now there are digital ‘singles’ for streaming, do you lament the loss of the physical classic seven-inch?

RH: Completely. I am a gentleman of a certain age. We’ve got loads of CDs but I can’t remember the last time me or me wife played ‘em – it’s just the jukebox…

Sanyo G2311KL James Bond portable record player.

My friend Meurig Jones, who runs Portmeirion [in North Wales] – you’re going to love this, Sean, and if you Google it, you’ll go fucking mental – got me into a Sanyo G2311KL James Bond portable record player.

I managed to get hold of one in fully working order for next to nothing and that’s kept me entertained. It’s good ‘cos it can only play records at a certain volume, but I’m happy coming back from the pub and playing ‘em on that, and, so’s my wife. It’s a really clear sound and it looks cool as fuck as well.

I’ve got Technics 1210s as well – so I listen to records on them, the James Bond portable and the jukebox.

Whenever I go to record fairs, I take a Columbia GP3 portable record player – I got it in Japan on tour, in 1998. They’re really expensive now.

‘In the old days, going to Europe, I’d be stuffing albums and singles in my guitar cases and amps and in the clothes wardrobe – anywhere I could shove a record I’d shove one’

I really like your sleeve notes for the compilation – you’ve included some great stories about where you first heard and bought some of the singles featured. Like when you were in a record shop in Germany on tour and the bloke working there played you the A-side of a single by The Troggs called Everything’s Funny, but it was awful, so he flipped it over and played the B-side, Feels Like A Woman, which you thought was great and have included on the compilation…

RH:That’s what happened. It was a friend of Anne Haffmans’, who worked at Mute Records. She knew I was into records, so to keep me out of the pub because I had work to do, she took me to a record shop. It was great, but I think it closed down in lockdown, unfortunately.

The bloke who ran it used to do the classic thing – get on a flight to America with two empty suitcases, fill ‘em with singles and bring ‘em back.

When you’re on tour, you have a thing called a carnet – you have to weigh all the equipment you go out with. In the old days, especially going to Europe, I’d be stuffing albums and singles in my guitar cases and amps and in the clothes wardrobe – anywhere I could shove a record I’d shove one and pick ‘em up at the other end. Brexit’s fucked that completely ‘cos you have to have a piece of paper for even a plectrum these days. 

You got the seven-inch single of Jungle Walk by The Dyna-Sores, which is on the compilation, for five dollars from a woman in a second-hand clothes shop in Tucson, Arizona, and you bought a shirt there at the same time…

RH: That’s right – I had to wrangle for it. I don’t think she charged me for the single in the end – I had to pay a dollar more for the shirt, so she could write it down in her book.

 Have you still got the shirt?

RH: I think I probably have.

‘There’s a sort of disdain when people buy records online. I’m certainly not snobby about it – I buy a lot of stuff online’

There are a couple of good record shops in Sheffield, aren’t there?

RH: There’s Record Collector and Bear Tree Records – that’s more modern stuff. I try and avoid the online thing but, the trouble is, nobody stocks anything serious – you have to go to record fairs for that.

There’s a sort of disdain when people buy records online – some people look down their noses at it – but, to be fair, I think that record shops selling online has kept them alive. I’m certainly not snobby about it – I buy a lot of stuff online.

If I see something I want that’s in Japan or Australia… I got an Australian release of a John D. Loudermilk single – he wrote Tobacco Road. Spending three grand or whatever it is on a fucking flight to Australia to buy a seven-inch single seems a little bit ridiculous.

The guy I bought it from wrote me a little note – he didn’t know who I was – but he said, ‘Thanks ever so much for buying my record – the online stuff keeps the record shop alive.’

What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a seven-inch single?

RH: Oh, God. Sean – do you think me missus is going to read this?

What about rare vinyl? Are you on the lookout for anything?

RH: I bought a track called Hey Ma Ma by a garage band called The Crystal Rain. It was on a Texas psychedelia compilation and it’s such a fucking awesome track. My wife bought the compilation from Barry [owner] at Record Collector – there’s some landfill on it, but there are a couple of absolute bangers.

I always wanted a copy of Hey Ma Ma and one came up in the UK – I couldn’t believe it. It was some guy in Whitby and he just wanted a ‘buy it now’ price of £220. I paid that for it.

I bought a mint copy of Rock ‘N’ Roll no. 2 by Elvis – the English cover with the yellow background and he’s wearing a green velvet shirt – and I paid £250 for it. Me dad had it and played it to death, so his copy is unplayable now.

The first track on the compilation, Hornet’s Nest by Curtis Knight and The Squires, featuring Hendrix, is awesome. It’s a demented surf-garage rock instrumental – like a theme to a ‘60s superhero TV show…

RH: They were just jamming – a lot of those records were made as jukebox fillers. When you did a vocal, you had to pay more money to ASCAP [American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers], so there were lots of instrumentals which cost less money. Artists would just bang ‘em out – they didn’t spend hours, well some of them did, like Duane Eddy.

On that track, you can hear Hendrix starting to stretch out and starting to become what he became later. He was still playing the sort of Chitlin’ Circuit R & B.

I picked it up in New York for fuck all – about five dollars, if that. I can remember buying it. Now it’s one of the Holy Grails of seven-inch singles.  I can remember there was a cardboard box filled with copies of it – I wish I’d bought the fucking lot!

When I pulled the record out, it was a eureka moment, and when I first heard it, it was beautiful. I’ve been a Hendrix fan my whole life. I know what amp, guitar and pedals he used.

Has it been released on CD before?

RH: From what I can gather, it’s the first time it’s been released unedited and the first time it’s had a proper pressing. On the original single, the track is split, like those old soul or James Brown records – Sex Machine Part 1 and Part 2.

It was a long track but because seven-inch singles only contain so much information, they had to split it between an A-side and a B-side.

Liz at Ace said that the Hendrix Foundation and his family gave her their blessing – they wrote her a really nice long message. It was a real coup. From what I’ve been told, it’s the first time ever the Hendrix Foundation and his family have willingly given their blessing for the track to be released.

‘The intention is to do several volumes, but I don’t deliberately want to make them obscure. With a lot of collectors, it’s about how obscure something is rather than how good it is’

There are some well-known artists on the compilation, like Hendrix, Bobby Darin, The Shadows and Bobbie Gentry, but lots of obscure ones too…

RH: There’s virtually no information on some of them and part of me kind of likes that…

The mystery of it…

RH: Yeah. The intention is to hopefully do several volumes. I’ve got so many records, but I don’t deliberately want to make them obscure because obscure is not always great, as we know from some ‘50s and ‘60s compilation albums. With a lot of collectors, it’s about how obscure something is rather than how good it is.

‘There’s some great stuff out there on radio, but mainstream radio is just unlistenable’

When you’re asked to do your own compilation, let’s be honest, it’s a bit of a vanity project – I’m obviously aware of that – but I like the idea that folks might hear stuff that they haven’t heard before and fans of mine might be turned onto a different path when the only other option is just listening to the radio. There’s some great stuff out there on radio, but mainstream radio is just unlistenable.

Have you got a favourite track on the compilation?

RH: No – I love ‘em all and I kind of like the randomness. It wasn’t that I was just going to do all instrumentals… I pulled about 50 singles out of a box – I roughly knew there were a couple of tracks in there… Hornet’s Nest was definitely one I wanted and there was all this other stuff, but, together, by accident, it sounded great. Often the things that we do in life are by accident rather than design.

So, finally, you’ve chosen your 28 Little Bangers. Any plans to do Hawley’s Big Bangers – a range of sausages flavoured with Henderson’s Relish?

RH: [Laughs]. Perhaps I could do some chipolatas.

28 Little Bangers From Richard Hawley’s Jukebox is out now on Ace Records. It’s available on CD and two-LP gatefold.  

https://www.acerecords.co.uk/richard-hawleys-jukebox