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Recording
 
June 15, 2005. Angel Studios, Islington, London.

Midway through recording their new album, the Pet Shop Boys have booked an orchestra session to record string and brass parts on three of their new songs. Neil and Chris sit at the back of the studio control room, off to one side behind the mixing desk.

Through the glass they can see the musicians filtering in and unpacking their instruments. Trevor Horn, the producer, comes in and Neil moves to get up. ā€œTrevor, you can sit here,ā€ he says.

ā€œNo, I normally sit down there,ā€ explains Trevor, pointing to a position in front of the mixing desk as close to the musicians as possible while staying on this side of the glass. He says that they need to get moving if they’re going to get through all three songs.
ā€œI might go home,ā€ says Chris, though he makes no move to do so, and seems happy enough here; it just seems to be the kind of thing he says at times like this. Instead, he and Neil chat about the Michael Jackson trial verdict from the day before.
Trevor tells the string arranger, Nick Ingman, that they’re going to do the song called ā€œIntegralā€ first. ā€œI’m just going to nip to the loo before we start,ā€ he says.

ā€œā€˜Nip to the loo’,ā€ repeats Neil. ā€œSounds like a folk song.ā€ He points out that they have recorded strings in this studio before. ā€œWe did ā€˜Rent’ for Liza Minnelli here. ā€˜Getting away with it’. Quite a few things. We did ā€˜Dreaming of the Queen’ here.ā€
The microphones are on in the orchestra’s room; we can hear them talk to each other.
ā€œWhat time is it?ā€ one says to another.

ā€œWell after half past three,ā€ comes the answer. They were booked to begin at half past three. The rules are very strict when you employ classical musicians — you either finish three hours later when the session is due to finish, or pay heavily for any overrun.

ā€œGood afternoon,ā€ Nick Ingman tells them. ā€œā€˜Integral’.ā€ Pages rustle and flap on music stands. ā€œInto bar nine, ā€˜Integral’, avec mci, please,ā€ he instructs. They play the arrangement he has written, by sight; this is the first time they have seen it. ā€œJolly good,ā€ he says. ā€œBar
33.

One, two.. After a while, there’s a huge melodramatic symbol crash.
ā€œSounds a bit over the top, doesn’t it?ā€ sniggers Chris.
They’re still finding their way, and Neil worries whether they’ll be in tune. ā€œSounds a bit like a school orchestra,ā€ he worries.
ā€œDon’t worry,ā€ Trevor reassures him. ā€œThey’ll be in tune.ā€
The orchestra chatter. ā€œAre you marked ā€˜forte’?ā€ one asks his neighbour.
Chris picks up a copy of Private Eye that is lying on the mixing desk and starts reading it.
ā€œDiscipline, discipline,ā€ mutters one of the musicians.

Trevor queries one of the percussion sounds. ā€œFrank, is there any way you can get any more tone out of the spanner?ā€ he asks. He suggests that the orchestra now start playing along with the Pet Shop Boys’ recorded track.
ā€œBit of track coming, folks,ā€ Nick Ingman tells the musicians, as though it is some kind of gentle warning. They play along. ā€œCould we have another five per cent of the vocals?ā€

In the control room, Neil picks up an aviation magazine called Pilot and starts browsing through it. ā€œI thought it was a yachting magazine,ā€ he says, as though this would somehow explain his interest. Soon he puts it down and shows Literally the brochure for a new play, Telstar: The Joe Meek Story, which he is planning to see as soon as it opens. It’s about a legendary eccentric record producer who made a series of remarkable, sonically innovative records then met a sorry end. ā€œDon’t you like ā€˜

Telstar’?ā€ he asks. ā€œDon’t you like ā€˜Have I The Right?’ by The Honeycombs?ā€
The musicians do a full run-through. Neil and Chris laugh, amused at the most over-thetop moments. ā€œWe might not use it all, you know,ā€ Neil says. Trevor says that they need to split the musicians up into smaller groups. ā€œThere’s a lot of racket,ā€ he says. ā€œExciting, I thought.ā€
ā€œThat timpani roll,ā€ laughs Chris.
ā€œHilarious,ā€ says Neil. ā€œFrom their new album, Hilarious.ā€

They listen back to the recording of the orchestra. Chris raises his fist.
ā€œVery Wagnerian,ā€ nods Neil.
ā€œIt sounds like the overture to a showā€ says Chris.
ā€œIt does, doesn’t it?ā€ Neil agrees.

Gavin, who leads the strings, comes into the control room to have a listen. Trevor tries to introduce him to Neil and Chris but they point out that they have known him for years — since the recording of ā€˜Left to my own devices
ā€œā€˜Left to my own devices’ was the first string session we ever did,ā€ Neil points out.
ā€œTwenty years ago?ā€ suggests Gavin.
ā€œNo~ā€ corrects Neil. ā€œSeventeen years ago, to be precise. Studio One, Abbey Road.ā€
Neil picks up Pilot once more and Trevor explains that the best bits in the magazine are the details about safety matters and recent crashes.
ā€œTrevor has an unhealthy interest in plane crashes,ā€ Neil observes.
Nick Ingman gives the string section new instructions. ā€œInstead of what you have please play your lowest D.ā€
ā€œD? Or B?ā€ queries one of the players.

ā€œD,ā€says Ingman. ā€œFor ā€˜disaster’. And as big and loud and juicy as possible.ā€ The instructions continue: ā€œ… Pete, you know that quaver thing?ā€ ā€œIt’sforte from bar nine, the m.f has gone…ā€ and so on. He chats with Trevor about the fact that the harp player hasn’t turned up yet.

The song’s relentless chorus hammers out:
ā€œIf you’ve done nothing wrong you’ve got nothing to fear. If you’ve something to hide you shouldn’t even be here.ā€
Nick Ingman asks them to stop because the cellos are lagging behind. ā€œIt’s not getting to 4 when I expect it to,ā€ he frets.
ā€œA different world,ā€ observes Trevor, quietly. ā€œThe skill it takes to do this…ā€
Chris reads about Camilla Parker Bowles in the newspaper. He doesn’t appear to be paying much attention, though occasionally, without looking up, he’ll say something like, ā€œWe’ll have to have a proscenium arch for the next show.ā€

Trevor points out that you can’t get strings recorded for pop records to sound like this in
America. (He lives and works in Los Angeles some of the time.) ā€œThey’re working in a factory
— they don’t dig it,ā€ he explains. ā€œThese guys sort of understand what you want.ā€ And in America it’s hard to get the A-list players anyway for a pop music session — they’re always working on a Stephen Spielberg movie soundtrack or something like that.
They play along to the track again.
ā€œI wonder when the kitchen sink is coming,ā€ sniggers Chris.
ā€œWith the harp,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œFireworks…ā€ Chris says.

ā€œWe recorded fireworks once,ā€ Neil recalls.
ā€œDid we?ā€ says Chris.
ā€œJulian recorded them at J.J.’s party for the ā€˜Always on my mind’ twelve-inch,ā€ Neil says. ā€œThey weren’t that good though — they didn’t explode in time.ā€
ā€œThe harp’s arrived,ā€ Trevor announces.
ā€œSomeone wearing a top hat…ā€ predicts Neil.
… some jugglers coming,ā€ adds Chris.

Neil continues the fantasy: ā€œWe’re recording some mime artists this afternoon…ā€
After a while, Trevor says that he’s happy with what they have. ā€œYou can always fix the timing,ā€ he says. ā€œIt’s hard to fix the pitch.ā€ He has two suggestions. One is to the orchestra. ā€œWhy don’t we move on and do ā€˜Luna Park’ now?ā€ The other is to Neil. ā€œShall we put the kettle on?ā€

At a later date, Neil and Chris explain to
Literally the background to today’s session.
ā€œOriginally on this album we weren’t going to do strings…ā€ Neil explains.
ā€œOr guitars,ā€ laughs Chris.
ā€œOur original idea in writing the album was to do minimalist electric-pop,ā€ says Neil. ā€œConsequently as a result we’ve made an album of sweeping epics, one after another really. I don’t know how we’ve managed that.ā€
Trevor suggested that they used Nick Ingman for the arrangements. This is the first time they have been in the studio with him, though he arranged the strings on ā€œNumbā€ which will also be on this album but which
was recorded in 2003.

ā€œWith the style of these string arrangements, they’re not incredibly intrusive strings,ā€ Neil notes. ā€œThey’re used as a rich texture.ā€ As he pointed out in the studio, the first time they ever used live strings was on the first song they recorded with Trevor Horn, back in 1988, ā€œLeft to my own devices ā€œIt was the first time we worked with Richard Niles who did the arrangements, and he did a massive arrangement and we edited some of it out. It’s exciting doing strings, because it makes the harmony sound much richer, which I really like. I always like hearing the strings playing by themselves as well — it gives you a completely different idea of what the music could be.ā€

They point out that sometimes orchestrations don’t work. ā€œIn this case not at all — I’ve liked everything — but we have had situations before,ā€ says Chris. ā€œBut the great thing is that you don’t have to use everything. We’ve had occasions before where we’ve cherry-picked the bits we liked and not used the other bits.ā€
They talk through these three songs. First, the anthemic ā€œIntegralā€.

ā€œOne of the ideas for the album is that we took the themes of the songs from contemporary events,ā€ says Neil. ā€œā€˜Integral’ was inspired by the issue of ID cards in Britain, whereby everyone in Britain is issued with an ID card which has a smart strip on it which collates all of your social security information, any criminal convictions, and other stuff, which also is going to be shared with the United States of America. And it seems to us to go against all British traditions of liberty and freedom. So we wrote this song which is a kind of satire, sung from the point of view of the people who are issuing the ID cards, and sums it up by saying ā€˜your lives exist as information’ which is kind of how things are going in a way…

integral’ because you’re integral to the government’s concept; it’s what everyone says: ā€˜if you’ve nothing to hide, you’ve got nothing to fear’; the point being that if you have got something to hide you’re not integral to the concept of modern Britain. But we only really like people who’ve got something to hide.ā€
ā€œThey’re certainly more interesting,ā€ says Chris. (He adds one more practical objection to ID cards: ā€œIt’d be a nightmare for Batman and all those superheroes.ā€)

They wrote the music in their London studio.
ā€œYou started writing the music,ā€ Neil reminds Chris. ā€œYou didn’t like it to begin with.ā€
ā€œIt’s alright,ā€ says Chris. ā€œIt’s the sort of thing you might get annoyed with after a few plays. It was just trying to be uplifting really. It’s not easy. People think it’s easy doing uplifting four-on-the-floor stompers but actually it’s quite difficult, particularly when you’re not in the mood. When you’re feeling like Chris Martin on a good day, it’s not easy to do. But we try. We owe it to the fans.ā€

ā€œI think it sounds threatening more than uplifting,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œMusically it’s a bit triumphalist, don’t you think?ā€ says Chris.
ā€œYes,ā€ Neil agrees. ā€œThreateningly triumphalist.ā€

ā€œYes,ā€ says Chris. ā€œIt’s the state — it’s an overpowering state.ā€
ā€œIt actually has an influence from Rammstein as well,ā€ says Neil. ā€œIt reminds me a bit of Rammstein’s song, ā€˜Amerika’.ā€ He starts singing: ā€œWe’re all living in Amerika… wunderbar …ā€œ ā€œIntregalā€ also reminds them of Pink Floyd’s The Wall. ā€œTrevor thinks a lot of things on this album sound like Pink Floyd,ā€ says Neil. ā€œI, of course, have never really listened to Pink Floyd so it’s very difficult for me to judge this. I was never a fan.ā€
The second of these three songs is called ā€œLuna Parkā€.
ā€œIt was written about two years ago,ā€ says Neil, ā€œin the north of England…ā€
ā€œI think it was done in London,ā€ says Chris.
ā€œYou might be right,ā€ says Neil.

ā€œThey come from the heavens anyway,ā€ notes Chris. ā€œWe’re just a vessel through which they pass. If anyone else likes it, it’s a bonus.ā€ (Literally readers may like to consider at their leisure whether this represents Chris’s true opinion or is a savage parody of pompous pop star interviews.)
ā€œI’ve always like the phrase ā€˜Luna Park’,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œYou don’t get them in England,ā€ says Chris. ā€œWe have Blackpool Pleasure Beach.ā€
ā€œIn Nice there’s a Luna Park,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œAll across Germany,ā€ notes Chris.

ā€œLuna Park is their name for a permanent funfair,ā€ says Neil, ā€œand obviously it means something to do with the moon, that you go there at night, lit by the moon. I’ve always thought there were a lot of connotations. ……. lunatic, for instance. So there is that notion that it’s madness, and that’s specifically what I liked about it — the mixture of fun, fear and madness. It struck me as a good metaphor for America. So in the song Luna Park is America. It’s basically a war on terror song.

There’s another song on the album called ā€˜Psychological’ which has a similar theme. It’s basically about how you imagine things, of how being afraid of a directionless terrorism in a way is like being afraid of the dark. In the dark you don’t know what’s happening, and with terrorism you feel where information is concemed you’re in the dark so you’re irrationally scared.ā€
The third song is called ā€œCasanova in Hellā€.

ā€œWe wrote that in the north of England,ā€ says Neil. ā€œChris started writing a song on the grand piano which I’ve got in my house, and I’d had the idea of writing a song called ā€˜Casanova in Hell’ from reading a book about him… It’s a short novel, Casanova ~ Homecoming, by Arthur Schnitzler who was the Viennese writer at the tum of the twentieth century and it sort of draws upon the idea that Casanova is getting older, and so the song is about Casanova. A woman laughs at him because she thinks he’s too old to have sex with her, and he confronts that realisation and gets his revenge by writing his memoirs.

And it was his memoirs that made him into a historical figure as well as a literary figure — he recorded all of his sexual conquests as well as other things in these books. It’s got this very pretty melody that has these sort of dissonant notes in it. When the conductor was introducing it to the orchestra he said something about the words… One word has been changed, though. The word
ā€˜masturbate’ has been changed to ā€˜contemplate’. It was just too icky.ā€
ā€œWe didn’t want a parental guidance sticker on the album sleeve,ā€ deadpans Chris. ā€œWe’re not that type of band.ā€

Once the kettle has boiled at the back of the
control room, Trevor Hom makes his own cup of tea and stares at the jar of chocolate biscuits. ā€œBiscuits around the place, it’s deadly.ā€
ā€œDon’t go there, Trevor,ā€ counsels Neil.
He has one biscuit anyway while the strings run through ā€œLuna Parkā€. Chris points out a bit of the arrangement that he doesn’t like.

ā€œWe should have Axl Rose singing on this, really,ā€ says Neil. ā€œHe’d sing it really well.ā€
ā€œThis has got more rock, hasn’t it?ā€ Chris observes. ā€œI don’t mean in a bad way.ā€ He shares his reservations with Nick Ingman about the opening passages.
ā€œWe can schmoot them up a bit,ā€ Ingman suggests.
ā€œI think they’ve got to do it aggressively,ā€ Neil agrees. ā€œI think it needs to sound rushed. It’s got to match the piano.ā€
ā€œWhich is obviously being played percussively,ā€ states Nick Ingman. He talks the strings through the song. ā€œThere’s the famous semi-quaver passage at 65… ā€œhe says at one point.

ā€œFamous,ā€ says Neil, who is enjoying tea and a banana. ā€œPeople talk of nothing else.ā€ He says that he sat next to the notorious art critic Brian Sewell at a dinner the other night when he was presenting the BP National Portrait Gallery portrait prize. (Neil took the opportunity to note how old-fashioned portrait painting was and reasoned that it must, consequently, have something going for it.)
ā€œThis is about Casanova in hell,ā€ Nick Ingman tells the string section. ā€œListen to the words. They’re very good.ā€
Neil chats with Chris about Sondre Lerche. Chris laughs when the already-recorded Neil sings the word ā€œerectionā€ in the background.
ā€œThat sounded a bit better than I thought,ā€ says Trevor.

Neil worries that some of the string parts sound a bit inconsequential, and says that he doesn’t understand the discordant part at the end.
ā€œYou asked that the strings sort of comment at the end,ā€ Trevor reminds him.
ā€œDid I?ā€ says Neil.
ā€œWe can cut it,ā€ says Trevor.
ā€œNo, no, what did I mean?ā€ Neil says, wondering. ā€œIt might have been a good idea.ā€
Nick Ingman talks to one of the viola players. ā€œYou’re a tiny bit flowery for me,ā€ he says. ā€œBecause you’re the bottom viola, if you’ll excuse the expression…ā€ They do another runthrough and he praises them. ā€œLovely,ā€ he says. ā€œVery limp. Beautifully limp.ā€

They consider the problematic end passage. ā€œThis ascending chromatic thing which may get cut,ā€ as Nick Ingman describes it to the players. Chris thinks it should stay on one note; Neil wonders whether it should hold and then slide down. They eventually decide it should just hold.
ā€œLovely,ā€ says Neil.

ā€œMuch better,ā€ Chris agrees.
Another playback. Chris teases Neil about his vocal timing.
ā€œIt’s my signature style,ā€ Neil says.
ā€œYou just can’t wait for the beat,ā€ says Chris.
ā€œI think it’s too corny,ā€ Neil explains.
Nick Ingman is worrying about something else. ā€œYou can get rid of the semi-quavers at the end of bar 69. They’re not a big deal.ā€
Neil says he’s happy. ā€œGreat,ā€ he tells Nick Ingman. ā€œI loved the flaccid penis.ā€ He’s referring to a part of the orchestration which amplifies the lyric.

ā€œThere’s a sort of chamber thing about it,ā€ Nick Ingman tells him.
ā€œIt’s nice to have something a bit eighteenth century,ā€ Neil agrees.
The engineer picks up the phone then asks whose Mercedes it is in the studio car park — it is blocking someone. Chris is exasperated, though not for the obvious reason. ā€œHow many years have we been coming here?ā€ he exclaims. ā€œAnd now we discover there’s a bloody car park?ā€

ā€œDo you want to get the blowers in?ā€ Nick Ingman asks Trevor. (He means the brass players.)
ā€œThe blowers,ā€ says Chris. ā€œAnd get the
fluffers… ā€œHe has a question for Neil, the question that usually looms during a Pet Shop Boys recording session. ā€œWhere’re we going to eat then?ā€ he asks.
ā€œWe’ll worry about that at the time,ā€ Neil says.

Trevor returns to ā€œIntegralā€ to record the harp part.
ā€œWhy isn’t there a men’s choir on this, Neil?ā€ Chris asks. ā€œWould that be going too far?ā€
The harp is quickly recorded and the ā€œblowersā€ take their place. (The percussionist is frustrated that he is being left till last, but he is only one person.) As the tuba plays Neil comments, ā€œI expect Harry Secombe to start singing.ā€ By now, Neil has taken over the copy of Private Eye. The brass play ā€œCasanova in Hellā€. ā€œI think that’s fine,ā€ Trevor says. ā€œThere may have been a bit of air between the two French horns at the end, in tenns of pitch.ā€

Nick Ingman suggests that they re-do it from bar 63.
ā€œTwo bars before the quaver,ā€ he instructs. ā€œDone,ā€ says Trevor, triumphantly. ā€œNot bad going,ā€ says Chris. They are well within the three hours and they
only have the percussionist, Frank, to record. ā€œFrank played congas on ā€˜Close (To The
Edit)’,ā€ says Trevor. ā€œHe played with Tina
Charles in 1981 on ā€˜I Love To Love’.ā€ (Trevor’s
first modest success was as a bass player for the
British disco sensation Tina Charles.) Frank adds some timpani to ā€œCasanova in
Hellā€ then some thunder noises to ā€œLuna Parkā€ by shaking a sheet of metal. When he does so, Chris and Neil look perplexed and Trevor laughs.

ā€œThat was fine,ā€ he says.
ā€œIt’s like sex,ā€ Nick Ingman notes. ā€œYou hang around for three hours and it’s all over in two minutes.ā€
Frank plays some timpani on ā€œIntegralā€ which reminds both Neil and Chris of the beginning of University Challenge. Then, finally, he plays the spanner. At 6.04 pm, 24 minutes early, the session is over. Frank packs up his strange sonic implements.
ā€œThe thundersheet,ā€ exclaims Chris. ā€œIt’s the first time we’ve had a thundersheet on the record,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œHow come it’s taken us so long?ā€ Chris wonders.
 
 Yoko Ono and Neil onstage at the Royal Festival Hall. June 16, 2005. Yoko Ono and the Pet Shop
Boys have agreed to meet in a South London rehearsal studios at 6pm. Tomorrow, Yoko is performing at the Royal Festival Hall as part of the annual Meltdown festival, this year curated by Patti Smith. For her final number, ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€, she is to be joined onstage by Neil and Chris who recently remixed the track. This evening they plan to rehearse a little.

Yoko arrives early with her assistant, and seems a little frustrated that no one else is here and that everything may take a long time to set up. In fact there seems to be a little bit of confusion all round; the Pet Shop Boys thought they needed this rehearsal because they would be performing with Yoko’s band, lead by her son Sean Ono Lennon. But the band have finished rehearsing some time ago and have left, and a decision has apparently been made that the Pet Shop Boys and Yoko should appear on stage without any other musicians, something Neil and Chris will only discover when they get here. That decided, there really isn’t too much for them to rehearse.

Neil and Chris arrive punctually, greet Yoko, and move over to the two keyboards they’ll be playing. Quietly, they confer. Neil wonders whether he can remember the chords.

ā€œOh, that’s right,ā€ he says. ā€œF major, A minor, B minor.ā€
ā€œI’ve written all the chords out,ā€ Chris shows him. Chris suggests that they hide from the audience the fact that his top keyboard is the machine known as a Radar, through which most of the backing track is being played. ā€œOtherwise they’ll think it’s all on Radar,ā€ he reasons. ā€œAnd it is on Radar.ā€ He looks around him. ā€œThis is where we did the Potemkin rehearsals, late into the night.ā€ He and Neil will be playing new keyboard parts over the top, but he’s still not sure why they’re here. ā€œThere’s no point in this,ā€ he says. ā€œI know what I’m going to do.ā€ He gestures to Neil’s keyboard. ā€œAnd Neil’s going to dick around on that.ā€

Neil is asked by Yoko’s tour manager how they want their keyboards set out on stage, and Neil talks to him about how strange it is to have discovered that they will now not be playing with Yoko’s band. The tour manager seems to suggest that this decision can be reconsidered with Yoko, an option Neil immediately vetoes. ā€œWe have no opinion on anything,ā€ Neil says. ā€œWe are expressing no opinion. We have no opinion either way.ā€

There’s a set list for tomorrow on the floor:
ā€œYou IIā€, ā€œI Want You To Remember Meā€, ā€œWhyā€, ā€œWill I?ā€, ā€œRisingā€, ā€œSnow Falls Silentā€, ā€œOnochordā€.
Neil goes over to speak with Yoko, to clear up any confusion. ā€œThe reason we were here was to rehearse with the band,ā€ he explains.
ā€œI’m so sorry,ā€ she says, and adds, ā€œthey’re so nervous.ā€
ā€œI thought it was quite exciting, doing it with the band,ā€ says Neil. ā€œIt’s a good song to jam on. If they don’t want to do it, that’s fine as well.ā€
Neil and Yoko put their arms around each other, and Neil suggests that they run through the song like this anyway.
ā€œRight,ā€ says Chris, a finger hovering over a button on the Radar, ā€œshall we start then?ā€
Yoko pulls off her black jacket as the drums start up, and begins to dance, her white scarf flying around. This rehearsal studio is a fairly unglamorous, grubby place — there is no real stage, so she is simply performing on the soiled, threadbare carpet — but from the moment the music starts she seems completely into it. After a few moments, she steps up to the microphone, and the screaming begins.

In Yoko Ono’s music career there has been a lot of screaming. She can sing in her own way — there is a fine half-sung half-spoken vocal for ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€ which is playing as part of the backing track — but often she has preferred to express herself by screaming in her own idiosyncratic way, and that is how she chooses to perform this song. She doesn’t just have one way of screaming, either. Many of the noises that come out of her are more like yelps — this evening she often crouches down to fully let these out. Before they started, she told Neil that she had lost her voice, but it is hard to imagine that she is holding anything back.

To one side, Chris plays some new riffs and Neil creates a series of siren-like whooshes on his keyboard. As the song builds to its climax, Yoko shouts, over and over, ā€œNever.., never… never.., never… NEVER…ā€ At the end she whispers some words that can’t be heard. It would be an incredible performance in front of thousands; in an empty rehearsal studio it is quite remarkable. Over the years, critics have sometimes questioned how serious and passionate Yoko Ono is about the music that she makes; no one who saw ten seconds of this could remain in any doubt.

ā€œBravo,ā€ says Neil after the end. ā€œThat’s fantastic. You’ve got the part.ā€
She smiles shyly, waves, steps towards the door and says, ā€œSee you tomorrow.ā€
After she is gone, Neil and Chris mess around a little more. Neil says that it is weird that their keyboards aren’t side by side, and wonders whether that can be changed. Chris agrees. ā€œBecause then we can chat during it,ā€ he says. They run through the whole track once more, jamming fearlessly and layering all kinds of extraordinary noises over the song. At the end, Chris plays an intricate part that moves up and down the keyboard over and over. ā€œVery prog rock, that, wasn’t it?ā€ he says.
They discuss Yoko.
ā€œShe was great,ā€ says Chris. ā€œTotally fantastic,ā€ says Neil. ā€œIt’s not often you get a private performance
from Yoko Ono,ā€ Neil notes. ā€œIt’s an art performance, isn’t it? She really emotes.ā€
Chris agrees. ā€œI’m still glad we did it, even though it was a waste of bloody time,ā€ he laughs.

ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€ was the song Yoko
and her husband John Lennon had been recording on the evening in 1980 which ended with him being shot dead outside their New York apartment building. A wonderful, strange, haunting song, it was released as a Yoko Ono single the following year.

ā€œIt’s amazing,ā€ says Chris. ā€œI bought this record when it came out.ā€
ā€œI bought it the day it came out,ā€ says Neil.
ā€œI bought it the day before it came out,ā€ fibs Chris.
ā€œYoko sent me a copy,ā€ lies Neil.
ā€œI was there when she wrote it,ā€ counters Chris, adding to the fiction. ā€œAnyway, I always loved the song so it’s a great honour.ā€
ā€œI was knocked out by it at the time, because actually I didn’t really particularly like the John Lennon stuff from Double Fantasy,ā€ says Neil, ā€œalthough in retrospect I now quite like that song ā€˜Woman’. I thought it was a bit corny at the time but I guess I got over that. But ā€˜Walking On Thin Ice’, I thought this was really… and them finishing recording it and they came back to the Dakota… ā€œHe doesn’t need to finish his sentence.

Over the years, Neil has followed her art career. (Before she made any music, or met John Lennon, she was known as a conceptual artist.) Neil saw her retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art in Oxford: ā€œThere’s this famous piece she did in the sixties where you’ve got a board on the wall with a hammer
tied to it, and there’s a bucket of nails on the floor, and you get a nail and you hammer it into the wall. I thought, ā€˜Wow, this is the thing where they had that exhibition at the ICA in 1967,’ or whenever it was, and I picked up the nail and a steward at the gallery rnshed up and said,

I’m sorry sir, this is no longer an interactive piece.’ I thought that was a shame in a way, that the piece had become a historical piece in effect, because there were the nails that had been hammered in the sixties. Anyway, I quite like her work — it’s very philosophical. And, without being corny, it’s very Japanese, to take simple everyday natural elements like pebbles, for instance, and make a point with them. The song ā€˜Imagine’ comes from a piece by Yoko Ono from her book Grapefruit where she has all these instrnctions like ā€˜imagine the sun’. I think they’re kind of fascinating. They’re all quite good ideas, a bit like Brian Eno’s Oblique Strategies.ā€

The Pet Shop Boys’ connection with Yoko Ono came through their longterm press officer, Murray Chalmers, who has also long worked with Yoko. About three years ago, when Murray was talking about Yoko, Neil mentioned what a great song ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€ was and mooted the idea of them doing a remix of it. (ā€œI knew that she did dance remixes because Tom Stephan had done one,ā€ Neil points out.) Two years later, they were asked to do it. ā€œIt’s funny when you get the multi-tracks to do the remix,ā€ says Neil, ā€œyou don’t get John Lennon’s guitar part.ā€ The released package of remixes, which also included other new ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€ mixes by Felix Da Housecat, Peter Rauhofer, Danny Tenaglia and Rui Da Silva amongst others reached number one on the Billboard dance charts.

At this stage, they were still to meet her. They had sat on the adjacent table to her in a Soho restaurant one night but didn’t say anything because they didn’t know her. But then about six months after first seeing her, Neil was in the same restaurant with a friend and Yoko came in.

This time I said hello, we’d done the remix by this time,ā€ says Neil. ā€œShe was nice. She was very friendly. And I was in New York for New Year, at the end of 2003, and I went to the Dakota for tea with her and Murray. And it’s a trip — you go in, the white grand piano’s there. And we had tea.ā€
Chris didn’t meet her until they both attended fashion designer Hedi Slimane s aftershow party in Paris earlier this year. ā€œActually she gave me a lift,ā€ he says. ā€œIt was great — I was in her car being driven from the Ritz hotel to the restaurant. And I totally understood what John Lennon saw in her originally. She’s very sexual, isn’t she?ā€
ā€œYeah — when I met her in the restaurant for the first time I thought she was quite sexy,ā€ says Neil. ā€œThat was my first thought.ā€
A few weeks later, Chris saw her play All Tomorrow’s Parties at Camber Sands. Meanwhile, Murray floated the idea that they might play with her at Meltdown.

ā€œWe went and met her in her hotel in London two or three weeks ago and discussed what we were going to do,ā€ says Neil. That was when they planned to play the song with her band.
The Pet Shop Boys discuss all of this with Literally over lunch at the National Film Theatre cafe on the day of the Meltdown show, before their soundcheck.

ā€œThis is where we met Will Young,ā€ Chris points out. ā€œHe came up to us.ā€
Today, the sun is out and Londoners are enjoying their lunchtime in the various ways they do. ā€œWell, isn’t this charming?ā€ says Neil. ā€œYou can see everyone rollerblading. It’s where everyone pretends they’re in New York. It’s the jogging-at-lunchtime fraternity, which I never really approve of.ā€
They discuss yesterday’s rehearsal.

ā€œShe has invented a form there no one else has invented,ā€ says Neil. ā€œā€˜I play my record and I scream over it.’ No one else does that. Also, I was quite moved when she spoke in Japanese over the end. It was quite a lament.ā€
As they eat, a message comes through on Chris’s phone. Yoko’s band are now up for playing along with them and will rehearse with them at the soundcheck.

ā€œWell, we’re not up for that now, are we?ā€ wonders Chris.
ā€œI’m up for anything,ā€ says Neilā€.

Inside the Queen Elizabeth Hall, the band are
already playing. As soon as Neil and Chris arrive, they are whisked onto stage to begin working on ā€œWalking On Thin Iceā€. Neil chats with Yoko’s son, Sean, holding between them a piece of paper that maps out the song’s structure. When they begin playing, there are horrible distortion problems with Neil’s keyboard. Chris asks if the mix in his monitors can be changed. ā€œI don’t need to hear Neil’s that loud,ā€ he says. ā€œIn fact, not at all.ā€
They’re ready for a complete mn-through of the song.
ā€œShall we do it?ā€ Chris asks Neil.
ā€œShall we?ā€ Neil asks the band.

Yoko, who has been sitting in the audience seats wearing a hat of almost top-hat-like proportions, strides to the lip of the stage and climbs up. She does this not completely without difficulty — it’s quite high, and many people would struggle with it — but she is 72 years old and it is quite remarkable that she can do it at all. Onstage, she talks to Neil for a while, then returns to her seat. The band start playing. Sean thumps out a bassline which reminds Chris of the Steve Miller Band’s ā€œAbracadabraā€ and the guitarist, Harper Simon (Paul Simon’s son), works on a skittery riff After a while they stop and Sean says, ā€œI’m sorry — I just realised there’s a B chord there, right?ā€ Chris climbs off stage and sits with the Pet Shop Boys’ manager, Dave Dorrell. ā€œNice chairs, aren’t they?ā€ Chris says. ā€œThis’d be a good place for Battleshz~ Potemkin.ā€ Dave nods and says that he saw the films Nosferatu and Faust here. Onstage, Sean holds out Neil’s sheet detailing the song’s structure and asks, ā€œCan somebody photocopy this?ā€

It sounds pretty good with everyone playing, but various discussions are taking place between various parties until Neil comes over to Chris and says, ā€œChris, Yoko thinks we shouldn’t do it with the band.ā€
ā€œThat’s fine,ā€ says Chris.

ā€œIt’s good,ā€ Neil agrees. ā€œIt sounds like the record.ā€
Neil confers further with Yoko and Sean and someone asks Chris whether he wants to jump into the conversation. He shakes his head. ā€œNo, all I want to do is hit the start button.ā€
Yoko stands up and says goodbye.
ā€œSee you later,ā€ says Neil.
Sean steps to the microphone. ā€œCan we get the band back onstage?ā€ he asks. ā€œPaging the Yoko Ono Plastic Ono Band…ā€
Neil explains to him that they need to run through the song one more time.
Sean steps back up to the microphone with a new message for the Yoko Ono Plastic Ono Band. ā€œForget it,ā€ he says.
When Neil and Chris play the song, Yoko’s keyboard player plays along. Afterwards Sean tells her that she shouldn’t be playing. ā€œWe’re not going to play on this at all,ā€ he says firmly.

The Pet Shop Boys retire to their homes to rest for a while, and agree to meet backstage at around 730pm. Chris arrives first, and wanders through the green room, not recognising Patti Smith. Neil turns up soon afterwards, and is soon fretting about his clothes.

ā€œWhy did Hedi design these buttons?ā€ he says.
ā€œWhy does he make clothes for thin people?ā€ Chris asks.
Neil sighs. ā€œI’m going to have a glass of wine. ā€˜He’s fallen off the wagon…
Chris points towards the dressing room’s tiny bathroom. ā€œThere’s a mirror in there,ā€ he says, ā€œbut it’s so horrible that I wanted to disfigure myself.ā€

Neil has an announcement of sorts. ā€œWell,ā€ he says, ā€œI’m wearing, controversially, two lefthanded contact lenses.ā€
ā€œWhy?ā€ Chris quite reasonably asks.

ā€œIt makes absolutely no difference,ā€ Neil says. One is minus 3.5 and one is minus 3.75. And I’ve run out of 3.75.ā€
Murray arrives, immediately answers his phone (ā€œPam… it’s Pam Hogg… I’m with Neil and Chris… Neil and Chris… the Pet Shop Boys… ā€œ, a conversation which greatly amuses Neil and Chris, the Pet Shop Boys) then is
summoned to find Yoko an appropriate sandwich. (She settles on hummus and this crisis recedes.) Neil and Chris discuss diets. Neil favours his blood group one. ā€œIt’s turned into a new religion for me,ā€ he says. ā€œIt’s replaced Catholicism.ā€ Chris says that his sister told him to clean his hat for tonight’s performance. ā€œI don’t think it matters that it’s dirty,ā€ he says. ā€œI don’t think it’s going to hit the reviews, do you?ā€

ā€œThe great thing is I haven’t got to sing,ā€ says Neil. ā€œIt’s fantastic.ā€
Their plan is to watch most of the show from seats in the auditorium, and then to slip backstage a few minutes before they are due to appear. They take their seats (which, like all the other seats, have a Yoko Ono postcard and a small torch on them) just before the lights go down.
ā€œIt’s so exciting,ā€ says Chris.

ā€œThis is the second time you’ve seen this show,ā€ Neil says to him. ā€œShe’s one of your favourite artists.ā€
Yoko appears by cutting her way through the backcloth behind the stage. Between each song, she changes from a selection of hats laid out at stage right. ā€œSomebody asked me how many hats I have,ā€ she says. ā€œI thought that was a rude question.ā€

It’s a mesmerising performance, musically as well as visually. ā€œWasn’t that great?ā€ mutters Chris after one particular highlight, the song ā€œRisingā€. For the next song Yoko searches for a big flashlight she is supposed to use, to flash out the rhythm she wants the audience to flash back at her, but it can’t be found. Sean also rummages around but comes up empty. ā€œIt’s probably a blessing of some sort,ā€ she reasons. Meanwhile Neil and Chris are getting anxious that no one has come to fetch them, as arranged
— the nightmare would be, of course, that they might be suddenly announced while they are still sitting up in these seats. Dave Dorrell decides to lead them backstage.

For the encores Yoko puts on a white hat with black headband while someone in the audience shouts out, ā€œLiverpool! Champions of Europe!ā€ Then she says, ā€œSo we have a surprise for you… here come two beautiful boys,ā€ and on they walk. ā€œPet Shop Boys!ā€ she shouts.
She performs it just as she had in the rehearsal room the day before, except screaming next to Neil with even more force and abandon. At the end of the song they hug. Chris wanders off the stage and misses the bow, but then returns and they line up, holding hands, with Yoko in the middle. Before leaving the stage for the final time, Yoko gathers her hats.

In their dressing room, a satisfied Neil and Chris conduct a brief review of what has just happened.
ā€œIt was a contrast to the rest, I think,ā€ says Neil. ā€œThe main part was so beautiful.ā€
ā€œWe hadn’t discussed what to do at the end,ā€ Chris laughs.
ā€œMy hands were trembling,ā€ Neil says. ā€œI don’t think I’ve ever done that before. I made
my live keyboard debut.ā€
ā€œI don’t think anyone could hear me,ā€ says Chris.

ā€œI could hear you,ā€ Neil says. ā€œYou were doing your Patrick Cowley thing.ā€
Neil chats in the doorway with Harper Simon about how Yoko has ā€œa natural flange on her voice — nobody else does thatā€.
ā€œShe’s a wonderful anarchist, or something,ā€ says Harper.
ā€œShe’s the Marlene Dietrich of the avantgarde,ā€ says Neil. ā€œThat’s my new soundbite.ā€
After mingling for a short while in the crowded, sweaty, underground green room, Neil and Chris head off in a waiting car to a party at Sam Taylor-Wood’s house.
ā€œI feel in just the right mood to go to a party now,ā€ Chris declares. ā€œWe should always do someone’s encores before a party.ā€