PHOTO SESSIONĀ |
January 15, 2009. Studio B, Spring Studios, Kentish Town, London. Today the Pet Shop Boys are to be photographed for the inside artwork of their forthcoming Yes album, and also to stockpile some images which can be used in the press surrounding the albumās release. The photographer is Alasdair McLellan who photographed Neil and Chris last year for Pop magazine. They arrive promptly at the designated 11 oāclock start time, just before a plate of freshlycooked scrambled eggs is carried in, followed by the other components of a full English breakfast. āOh my God,ā Chris exclaims. āSausages have appeared.ā As Chris eats and Neil doesnāt, thereās a discussion as to how a DJ they know who has a day job manages to DJ half the night and then still get in to work on time, looking fresh. āHeās young,ā sighs Chris. āRemember youth,ā says Neil. āI now regard it as cheating.ā Chris says that his cab driver got lost on the way here but that Chris was able to direct him using the real-time map on his iPhone. He seems to have found the whole experience quite invigorating. āItās great seeing that blue dot…ā The photographer arrives. āThe stylist isnāt here yet,ā the photographer says, as though this somehow justifies his absence until now. āDonāt think we havenāt noticed,ā says Neil, as though making clear that precisely no one is to be let off the hook, but then soon is distracted by a discussion of EMI records. āItās funny being part of a bankrupt company,ā he says, with perhaps a slight but understandable degree of exaggeration. āItās a bankrupt country,ā Chris sighs. Neil nods. āA bankrupt company in a bankrupt industry in a bankrupt country in a bankrupt world.ā He considers this. āThere must be a song there somewhere.ā Theyāre told that in an interview scheduled in a few days time for The Word magazine they will inevitably be asked about EMI. āIāll just say āno commentā,ā says Chris. āNeil can rant on…ā āSo,ā says the photographer, indicating the hairdresser, āhe has bought some wigs.ā āGreat,ā says Chris. āTheyāre quite bright-coloured,ā the photographer says. āGood,ā says Chris. āIt makes a change from hats.ā He considers this. āDo we have any hats?ā āKaty has some,ā says the photographer. Katy is Katy England, the stylist. Her assistant is here but she is apparently feeling unwell. There are several racks of clothes across the room, as well as a table covered in hats and glasses. While Chris breakfasts, Neil wanders over and tries on a top with a ruffled collar. āItās a bit ecclesiastical, you know,ā he says, in a way that suggests this is probably no bad thing. ā~Black Adder,ā murmurs Chris under his breath. As is often the case at the beginning of photo shoots (and also, similarly, video shoots), things seem to be moving very slowly, as though there are a number of languorous rituals which must take place before anyone can do anything so vulgar and hasty as clicking the shutter of a camera. āItās going to be a long day, isnāt it?ā predicts Chris, then adds, darkly, āsomeone mentioned five set-ups.ā He somehow manages to make the notion of doing five set-ups ā that is to say five distinct sets of photographs in completely different outfits ā sound like the moral equivalent of child slavery. āRight,ā Neil declares, āIām going to put some make-up on. Are we thinking about starting at some point?ā Someone comes to take away Chrisās finished breakfast plate. āThat was delicious, thank you,ā he says, and looks at his watch. āTwo hours until lunch.ā Then he strolls over to inspect the clothes. He picks up a customised orange Adidas top with large sequins all over it. āOh, I like this,ā he says. āThat is brilliant.ā āYouāll be taking that home with you,ā Neil predicts. āI could wear that to the Brit Awards,ā Chris considers. The music is switched on ā a playlist the photographer has put together especially for todayās session. It begins with the Italo-disco Eighties classic āSelf Controlā. āI already feel more relaxed,ā says Chris. āDid music ever get any better than this? Hopefully with the recession music will retum to being a bit more fun.ā He perks up again when āHistoryā by Mai Tai comes on, and reminisces about listening to Tony Blackbum on the radio. āI didnāt have ajob then,ā he says. Meanwhile, Neil rounds off a few final details of a diatribe conceruing an irritating singer that couldnāt reasonably remain unsaid. āAnyway,ā he concludes, āweāve been ranting on in this mode for 25 years now, and frankly Iām bored with it.ā āYouāve had a haircut recently,ā the photographer observes. āYes,ā says Neil. āThereās not a lot of hair there.ā They finally go over together to inspect the clothes rails properly, and are immediately impressed by a rack of clothes by the designer Gareth Pugh. āItās definitely where weāre at,ā says Chris, admiring one particular huge and unwieldy jacket. āItās like the blow-up thing.ā He tries it on. āIt weighs a ton.ā āItās very Pet Shop Boys,ā says Neil. āI really like this,ā Chris agrees. He decides this might be the perfect outfit for the Brit Awards performance. āToo bad I wonāt be able to play the keyboards,ā he says, with more glee than sorrow. Neil tries on a huge ribbed Gareth Pugh coat, and tries to work out whether he would be able to reach the microphone with his mouth while wearing it. Then he tries on a hat with it. āIs it too fashion?ā he asks about the hat, a question that is greeted, given what else he is wearing, with a fair amount of laughter. āDo you feel comfortable in it?ā Chris asks him, about the coat. āYes, of course I do,ā he says. āItās doing most of the work.ā He tries a different jacket, glasses and hat on, and looks in the mirror. āThatās very East German,ā he declares āI like that,ā says Chris. The photographer wonders whether theyāre ready. āIām just waiting for the wig,ā says Chris. A few yards away, an assistant is sitting wearing the wig intended for Chris while the hairdresser cuts it into the required shape. Michael Jacksonās āThe Way You Make Me Feelā comes on. āI never liked this,ā says Chris, idly looking at a hoodie with an elaborate graphic design on it. āI could see Tim Westwood wearing that,ā he says in a way that seems lightly disparaging of both Tim Westwood and the hoodie. The song continues. āThis is where Michael Jackson lost it,ā he says. It is followed by Madonnaās āBorderlineā which meets with his approval. āI donāt think thereās any need for bottoms at the moment,ā he says. (The first shots will be waist-up only.) Nonetheless Neil looks at some trousers. āI donāt think these will fit,ā he says. āTheyāre 32. Iām a 34.ā Chris tries on some extremely-odd sunglasses, and tries to work out whether the Batman-style hooded piece between the lenses is supposed to cover his whole nose or perch slightly higher up. āI might wear them to the Brits. They cover a lot of face.ā (No photos have yet been taken, and right now there also seems to be a slight adjustment to the agenda. For the moment the Pet Shop Boys seem slightly less interested in posing for photos than seeing whether, in this grand selection of clothes, they can find things that will solve the dilemma of what to wear at the Brit awards.) Perhaps trying to steer them back on track, the photographer consults with them about an idea heās had to use coloured gels. He shows them some test shots he has taken with assistants standing in place of the Pet Shop Boys. Neil nods. āI like them.ā āI donāt really like yellow,ā says Chris. āBlues are good, though. Yellows and greens are two colours I donāt like.ā āLetās do red and blue,ā the photographer decides. For the first shot, they wear the most extreme, large Gareth Pugh outfits. The photographer shows them a Polaroid. āWeāve got it,ā says Neil. (A wave of both lessened and heightened apprehension seems to spread around the room at this pronouncement. Lessened because the shoot is going well; heightened because there seems to be the lurking insinuation in what Neil has said that the shoot, which has only just started after all this time, might soon be declared to have been triumphantly completed.) Meanwhile Chris is distracted by the sound of a song he likes but doesnāt know. (It is Frankie Valliās northern soul classic, āThe Nightā.) This leads to a discussion of the photographerās DJing days. āIn a horrible place,ā says Neil, āyouāre much more likely to have a good time.ā He mentions that this morning he finished Phillip Normanās new biography of John Lennon, a book he probably wouldnāt have read had he not been given a copy for Christmas by his brother Simon. āItās still a bit of a surprise when he gets shot,ā Neil says. āTears came to my eyes. Then I put on Double Fantasy.ā He is called to pose for some solo shots. āI donāt know what to do with my hands in this,ā he says, looking down at the coat. He tries crossing them until the photographer encourages him to just let them hang down. āAre you hot?ā asks the photographer. āVery hot,ā he replies. Chris meanwhile sits in his wig, waiting. āI love wigs,ā he says. āI couldnāt wear one, though.ā He means in real life. āTheyāre really hot. And if I Literally. Yes photography session at Spring Studios, London, January 2009. wore a wig Iād have to keep taking it off to scratch.ā They discuss clothes for the next shot. Neil considers a stripy shirt. āVery new wave,ā he says. āIt reminds me of Ian Dury and The Blockheads.ā They pause to debate what the familiar rave anthem now playing is. They have to check the iPod. (It is The Nightcrawlersā āPush The Feeling Onā.) Chris, who didnāt hear Neilās previous discussion of John Lennon, says that he listened to āImagineā on headphones last night. Bobby 0ās āIām So Hot For Youā comes on, and he laughs approvingly at the lyrics. Katy England makes an appearance, clearly still struggling. āAre you alright?ā Chris asks. āThe clothes are brilliant, by the way.ā āItās good seeing some new clothes,ā says Neil. āWe gave you a terrible brief because we didnāt know what we wanted.ā She gives them each a twelve-inch single, the Andrew Weatherall mix of Primal Screamās āUptownā, a gift from her husband. (Her husband is Bobby Gillespie.) She says that Bobby had wondered whether theyād still have record players. āI have two,ā says Chris. Neil asks about her husband. āHeās still got his hair, heās still thin ā how does he do it?ā he asks. She leaves just as lunch arrives. Neil looks at the twelve-inch. āApparently it sounds a bit like the Pet Shop Boys,ā he reports. Sam Taylor-Wood is on the phone to the Pet Shop Boysā publicist, Murray Chalmers. Her recent short film has just been nominated for a BAFTA award. Chris takes the phone to congratulate her. Over lunch, they debate the similarities between Morrissey and Cliff Richard. An English remake of āSelf Controlā comes on. He says he likes the way the photographer has put on both versions. āWhich do you prefer?ā the photographer asks him. āThe Italian, of course. Iām a purist.ā After lunch, Neil wears a green jacket with a leopard hat and the glasses he feels make him look East German. Chris wears a leopard top and a beige baseball cap. The photographer asks Neil, who is looking up and away to one side, to look at the camera. āI was being Kraftwerk,ā Neil says. The day continues. Perhaps past the point of interest or exhaustion, they are persuaded to do one final shot. āThe last oneās always a bit painful,ā says Neil, āCome on,ā urges Chris, when lights are being endlessly adjusted. āHurry up. Iām getting hotā He poses for a final shot, alone, in a hoodie. āThatās the best picture youāve done today,ā encourages Neil. āIf you canāt see my face, Iām happy,ā he says. Itās over. āOh, Iām absolutely shattered after that,ā says Neil. āItās standing there.ā Chris heads for the door. āThe real work starts now,ā he says. āRetouching…ā When the finished photos are viewed, Mark Farrow dissuades them from using the photo of them in the Gareth Pugh costumes and Chris in his wig as part of the album artwork. He prefers something black and white, and chooses images from later in the session. (A selection of the finished photographs will appear in the next issue of Literally.) Two weeks after the session, while travelling on a train between Brussels and Cologne with Literally in attendance, the Pet Shop Boys reflect on the experience: What thoughts did you have beforehand of how you did or didnāt want to lookfor this album? Neil: I donāt think I had any thoughts whatsoever. Chris: I remember going around the shops and trying to find some decent clothes and not seeing anything at all that I liked. Do you feel under pressure to look distinctive for each new record? Neil: Yes. Also, for a few years weāve worn Hedi Slimaneās clothes from Dior Homme and he left Dior a couple of years ago, and actually since then itās been very difficult to find someone in men s fashion whose clothes you wanted to wear. There are things one likes, of course, but I havenāt felt interested. Hedi Slimane always seemed to come up with lots of good things. On our last tour he made the clothes. I was rather regretting we hadnāt asked him for this, but heās not doing fashion at the moment. Chris: We knew we werenāt going to be on the cover of the album, so that was some pressure off us. Neil: We wanted it as a shiny pop record ā to look shiny ā and sort of colourful; that didnāt seem to imply a picture of us. How far had you got in choosing the clothes before you went to the session? Neil: We hadnāt got far at all. Weād been busy doing various things. Anyway, we got a stylist Katy England, to get a lot of clothes together. Chris: Youād mentioned Gareth Pugh. Neil: Iād mentioned Gareth Pugh. Garethās clothes are more like costumes. Had you ever worn his clothes before? Ā Neil: No. Heās doesnāt make many menās clothes. Anyway, weād had a meeting with Katy and we talked around various ideas. Actually we just moaned that we didnāt like anything in fashion. Chris: It was a very broad brief, which included everything ā including wigs. Neil: I said my favourite clothes are like uniforms. Why don ātyou like anything in fashion? Neil: I sort of feel like weāre at the tail end of something, or the beginning of something. Weāre at the end of the skinny jeans kind of thing. Sort of the opposite of the late Seventies with flares. I wandered round the shops before Christmas and the new collections were already in and I thought, oh, I donāt really like anything. I should probably really start buying vintage clothes. Iāve thought of having clothes made for me in Savile Row or something. Chris: I felt the same. I put a lot of effort in, wandering around the shops, all the usual places, and there wasnāt very much happening. Itās not a great time of year, really December, trying to find clothes, because most of itās the tail end of the sales and not all of the new stuff is in. But also the trouble is itās the spring summer collection which is never as good as the autumn winter collection. Itās all pastel shades and flimsy little shirts and stuff like that, whereas you want substantial heavy stuff really, donāt you? Neil: Yeah, summer clothes are never as good as winter. Chris: Itās all white trousers and pink shirts. Boring isnāt it, really? Summer clothes. Neil: Also, youāve got to have a really good body for summer clothes. Chris: Yeah. Nowhere to hide. Neil: Summer clothes, broadly speaking, reveal your body, and winter clothes broadly speaking disguise it. Iām into disguise. Chris: So it was a bit difficult really. So do you remember what you thought when you walked into the photo studio? Chris: I remember being very impressed by the Gareth Pugh stuff hanging on the rack. It looks so sculptural. The coat I wore literally could stand up on its own. It didnāt need the hanger. It all looked very solid, very strong shapes. Impossible to wear, mind. Neil: Also they had some quite good jeans by J. Lindberg. They were really good. Chris: I liked all the customised Adidas stuff. Neil: Also theyād got a great selection of hats. Actually, although I wore a top hat on the last tour as part of the look, I donāt normally wear a lot of hats, because I donāt normally suit them, but they had loads of great hats. And glasses. Iāve rarely if ever been photographed wearing glasses ā Iām wearing glasses as weāre talking but Iāve not been photographed in them. Glasses and hats together seem to work ā I found that quite fun, putting those on. And you immediately liked the Gareth Pugh stuff Chris: I loved that coat but it was impossible to wear. It was almost impossible to walk in because it bent your back forwards and you couldnāt lift your arm. So the idea of wearing it for the Brits, it doesnāt really work. But hopefully heās going to do a range of clothing that is rather more wearable than that rather extreme version. Iām hoping heās going to have something great because I really like the sculptural quality of it. And it was a bit out there, wasnāt it? Neil: When I looked at the Gareth Pugh clothes I thought, āThey look amazing but one could never possibly wear them,ā but then when I put on this big coat thing, and I was wearing boots anyway, it immediately looked quite good on me. I suddenly thought, āWow, I wouldnāt have thought Iād be able to get away with that.ā Also, it makes you feel kind of strong. Like Cruella De Ville or something. So that was quite a good moment. Chris: There arenāt many outrageous clothes in the shops generally. Once Issey Miyake stopped doing his menswear… Neil: Issey Miyakeās silhouettes never changed really. Chris: He used to do blow up stuff and weird stuff ā you donāt get any of that now. Itās all sensible clothing. At the time, you thought that first shot in the Gareth Pugh coats would be the look, didn ātyou? Neil: We probably did, yes. But then you see the pictures. It was very strong. I wasnāt totally sure about the hat I was wearing with it but I thought it was very strong, sculptural, memorable. And you seemed to like the wig, Chris. Chris: I thought it was very flattering. The pictures look great. I like wigs on men. And itās an alternative to a baseball cap which Iāve kind of stuck with. Itās quite a nice disguise. Itās great colour as well. They donāt come that shape ā the stylist cuts them into that shape. Neil: It looks really good. Chris: Yeah, I like wigs. A lot. Neil: I didnāt wear one. I wasnāt allowed to, I think. Whats it like being photographed? Neil: Being photographed? Normally your mindās a bit of a blank, really. In fact itās probably good if it is a bit of a blank. Chris: That particular photographer, he always has really good music playing. And Iām normally just thinking how good the records are. Neil: You just stund there. Thereās a feeling of achievement when youāve done one shot and you move onto the next one. We got a lot of looks done this day, and thatās actually quite a good feeling. Chris: A lot of the lights used were very hot. And that Gareth Pugh coat weighed an absolute ton. Neil: Mine did, but yours really did ā yours was like wearing an armchair. Chris: It wasnāt comfortable. But you don āt actively hate the experience of standing there? Chris: Yeah, of course we do. Neil: No, I donāt actively hate it. Chris: Oh, I do. I donāt like being photographed, for starters. I donāt like looking in the mirror as the make-upās being applied. Itās sort of uncomfortable and itās quite hard work, really. I donāt think people realise what itās like for models, to stand still for long periods of time. It doesnāt sound like hard work, but it is. Theyāve got quite a lot of stamina, I think, models. Itās not something you ever look forward to, a photo session. Except when weāve had a look where weāve thought oh this is fantastic, itās going to be great. Like getting the Issey Miyake sunglasses ā āthisāll make a great photographā ā and you look forward to doing it. Theyāre the exception really. Itās normally quite a long day as well, a photo session. Neil: Yeah, it is. The last set-upās always torture. Chris: You donāt know whatās going to work as well. And I generally buy clothes without trying them on because I canāt be bothered trying them on ā I just say, āIāll take them an ay.ā And it was like that all day long ā trying clothes on. Neil: I quite enjoyed the day actually. After the relative success of the first shot, we then just experimented more with putting things together. Chris: Itās a great studio. And breakfast was exceptional. |