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HEAD MUSIC
For me, Head Music was always the most underrated of all the Suede albums. For the first
time, we were very conscious of the kind of genre of record we wanted to make. It was an
attempt to edge our song-based, guitar rock into more groove-orientated, electronica-
influenced territory.
The goal was fixed but it was in the execution that we sometimes floundered, the twin
spectres of addiction and illness haunting the sessions; the ghosts in the drum machine.
After a punishing eighteen month world tour we had finally put Coming Up to bed and were
keen to begin work on a new record with less of the levity of its predecessor, colder, more
European somehow. Ironically it was the b-side of Trash, Europe Is Our Playground that
provided the blueprint as we searched again and again to match its hypnotic elegance.
I had moved to a maisonette with a huge garden and a summer house in which I installed a
demo studio where Id sit through the changing seasons in bleak conversations with my 8
track and drum machines and analogue keyboards. It was in these sessions, these battles
against myself that I came up with songs like Indian Strings and Cant Get Enough and
Neil and Richard would drop round with demos which Simon and Mat would later flesh out in
rehearsal at Jumbo Studios in Dollis Hill. One day Neil brought me a piece he had called
Gloopy Strings which referred to the sliding, pitch-bent nature of the keyboard hook. It only
had two robotically repeating chords, but it somehow sounded uplifting and effortless. It
inspired me to write the words which became Shes In Fashion, one of the best sounding,
most modern records we ever made. I had been reading a lot of Camus and Houellebecq
and their simple, unadorned style had inspired me to try and write in a similar vein away from
the sometimes suffocating drama of my previous work. So I started writing songs like Indian
Strings and Down, bleak and often oblique fragments of observation and emotion.
The sessions for Head Music were long, laborious and often fractured, mirroring those of
Dog Man Star four years previously. We had switched producers from Ed Buller to Steve
Osbourne who was faced with the unenviable task of mustering the troops at a time when
the band was less unified than we had been for years, but simultaneously trying to re-invent
and deconstruct our sound. The results were a real mixed bag. Some songs, like the
gloriously laconic Hi Fi, had never been rehearsed and were conceived completely as
studio pieces while others like Everything Will Flow were more traditional and basically
organic. Looking back, I think we managed to alienate many of the people who loved the
intimacy and personality of our earlier records as we searched for a more oblique style but
Im proud we had the bravery to try and push our personal musical envelope. I think the
album would have benefitted at the time with some harsher editing but at its heart you can
hear the glorious, jumbled sound of a band not content to stay in their suffocating little box,
determined to try and be a different version of themselves, always searching, always willing
to learn.
Brett Anderson, 14th January 2011
ALTERNATE HEAD MUSIC
Listening back to all this stuff makes me want to re-write history. If I could do it all again Id
do it slightly differently:
Electricity
Savoir Faire
Cant Get Enough
Crackhead
Everything Will Flow
Down
Shes In Fashion
Hi Fi
Indian Strings
Hes Gone
Leaving
Heroin
head music
NUDE 14CD, 3 May 1999
Suede:
Singing Brett Anderson
Guitars Richard Oakes
Drums Simon Gilbert
Electric Bass Mat Osman
Synthesisers Neil Codling
Produced and mixed by Steve Osbourne for 140dB
Engineered by Ben Hillier and Paul Corkett
Mix engineer Danton Supple
Elephant Man recorded, mixed and engineered by Bruce Lampcov
Originally mastered by Bunt Stafford Clarke at The Townhouse
With thanks to everyone.
Cover by Nick Knight, Peter Saville, Brett Anderson
Designed by Howard Wakefield and Paul Hetherington at Commercial Art
electricity 4.38
(Anderson/Codling/Oakes) Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.
We got a love thats as cold as stone
We got a love from a violent home
We got a love that aint got no name
We kiss our love with lips like pain
We gotta lotta electricity
We got a love like AC/DC
We got a love that aint got no shame
Kissing our love with lips like pain
I said Oh, its bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; its bigger than you and me
We got a love between us and its like electricity
We got a love like a violent mind
We get our love from the white, white lines
We got a love that aint got no name
We got a love from the nowhere towns
We got a love like electric sounds
We got a love that aint got no shame
Kissing our love with lips like pain
savoir faire 4.37
(Anderson) Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
And she going where the lights are on
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine
And shes gone, gone, gone
She cooking crack giving us heart attack
And she living in a kooky show
She open your mind for the millionth time
And then go, go, go
And she got everything she needs
And she got pretty, pretty feet
And she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah
She shaking the scene outside, in between
and she rocking to the looney tunes
And she make love and swallow a dove
in her room, room, room
She speeding away thru the city today
and she living in a kooky show
With show life, low life watching her
go and then move, move, move
And she got everything she needs
(Harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah yeah)
And she got pretty, pretty feet
(Painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she got flowers in her hair
(Daffodils from windowseat)
cant get enough 3.59
(Anderson/Codling) Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.
I feel real now walking like a woman
And talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like Buddha
And doing it again
I get kicks I rip it up, kick it up
Take it like a teenage tough
And I feel real now talking like sugar
And shaking that stuff
Singing I cant get enough
I feel schizo ever so psycho
Kicking at an old tin can
I feel real like a man, like a woman
Like a woman, like a man
I make deadspace feel like a head case
Take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now watching those wheels
So gimme this and gimme that
Smother me and gimme some of that bad stuff
I feel real now talking like sugar
everything will flow 4.40
(Anderson/Oakes) Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
Watch the early morning sun
drip like blood from the day
See the busy people run
so many games to play
See the blue suburban dream
under the jet plane sky
Sleep away and dream a dream
Life is just a lullaby
Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
Oh...
Watch the day begin again
Whispering into the night
See the pretty people play
Hurrying under the light
A million cars, a million trains
Under the jet plane sky
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Life is just a lullaby
The neon lights in the night tonight
will say everything will flow
The stars that shine in the
open sky know everything will flow
The lovers kissed with an openness
will say everything will flow
The cars parked in the hypermarket
know everything will flow
down 6.12
All the people in your life say youre down
And the strangers in the night say youre down
And the loonies on the right say youre down and youre down
And the ambulances sigh that youre down
And the traffic speeding by say youre down
And the people in your mind say youre down, youre down
Hey, you chase the day away
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away
Theres a sadness in your eyes
And theres a blankness in your smile
And the people in the park say youre down
And the strangers in the dark say youre down
And the pissheads in the bars, say youre down, and youre down
And the audiences cry that youre down
And the ambulances sigh that youre down
And the boyfriends and your love say youre down, youre down
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
Theres a sadness in your lite,
Theres a madness in your smile
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
Theres a sadness in your lite,
Theres a madness in your smile
shes in fashion 4.51
Shes the face on the radio, shes the body on the morning show
Shes there shaking it out on the scene
Shes the colour of a magazine
And shes in fashion, shes in fashion
Shes employed where the sun dont set
and shes the shape of a cigarette
And shes the shake of a tambourine
and shes the colour of a magazine
And shes in fashion, and shes in fashion
Oh and if she tells you 2 is 1 then 2 is 1 my love
Oh and if she tells you, you should know
then you should know my love
She is strung out on a TV dream
and shes the taste of gasoline
and shes as similar as you can get to the shape of a cigarette
And shes in fashion
(And the sunshine it blows my mind, and the wind blows my brain).
asbestos 5.17
Watching all the women shaping, slimming
Walking down the roads again
Looking at the lovers under covers
come in and lets pretend
Watching all the school girls breaking the rules
running round and having sex
Watching all the women shaking slimming
Come in and cash the cheques
The suburban girls, and theyre making noise
And theyre making eyes at suburban boys
Watching all the lovers under covers
Watching all the roads bend
Listening to Lulu, Amazulu
come in and lets pretend
Watching all the women shaking slimming
Walking down the road again
Scheming like a school boy watching you boy
Come in and lets be friends
head music 3.23
Lonely skies, empty minds, we walk by to
the rock and rhyme, I said, Oh, come on do it again
City signs, business minds, we walk by with
head hi-fi, you know oh, I wanna do it again
And we lose it to the music
and we lose it to the beat and get stupid, come on lose it
Cos it all means nothing to me
So give me head, give me head, give me head music instead
You know oh is it all in the mind?
Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead
You know oh yes its all in the mind
Kids get high, cities die, we just smile cos its all inside
You know oh yes its all in the mind
So come on lose it to the music
and lose it to the beat and get stupid, come on lose it
Cos it all means nothing to me come on come on
elephant man 3.06
(Codling) Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.
I love that deafening, thundering sound
That sounds like buildings tumbling down
And people wish that they werent around
When we all rock and roll into town
We hear those fearful piercing screams
The kind you find on cinema screens
As if theyre fit to burst at the seams
If they could say what all of this means
I am, I am the elephant man
It is incredible how I can
Look just like just like an elephant man
Just like, just like my elephant fans
We love that satisfying, rattling crash
The sound of registers full of cash
Well be all over your town like a rash
Well steal your children and smoke all your hash
We are, we are the elephant men,
Take heed, well be stampeding again
Look out all of you fairweather friends
Because elephants never forget
hi-fi 5.09
Slipping through the city, sliding train to train
Sulking on the subway, music in our brain
She and me together in the city sound
Me and Mona Lisa on the underground
Hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah
Slipping through the city, sliding train to train
Sulking on the subway listening to the trains
She and me together speed through space and time
Graffiti in our eyes and music in our mind
indian strings 4.21
Open up my heart and see whats inside
Take a look inside me, inside my mind
And youll see my heart is broke in two
Cos Ive seen the real you
Images of violence fill up my mind,
And you see the silence feel it inside
And youll see my heart is broke in two
So sad we seem, so far weve been
She knows the scene
And I see your heart is broken too
Seen the real you
hes gone 5.32
Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone
You pour all the love that you keep inside into a song
Like Hes Gone, and these are the thoughts that you keep inside
You smile from your window, and stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone, into the phone
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains
and the lives that were young, hes gone
And it feels like the words to a song
With the style of a widow, and a place of your own
you pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone, and sit alone
Cos these are the thoughts that you keep inside
And you smile from your window and stand all alone
and pour all the love that you keep inside into a song, into a song
And like the stains on the names of the lives that were young, hes gone
And it feels like the words to a song
So gone, so gone....
crack in the union jack 1.56
Draw the blinds and watch the show
Heard it on the radio, saw it on the news today
I heard the lonely people say
Theres a great big crack in the Union Jack
Another day, another love, another midday TV show,
Saw it on the news today, heard the lonely people say
demos
indian strings [bretts original 8 track demo] 4.04
everything will flow [protocol demo] 7.10
hes gone [protocol demo] 5.17
First issued on the No Boundaries compilation
shes in fashion [protocol demo] 5.19
First issued on the fanclub-only compilation
See You In The Next Life
the b-sides
leaving 4.17
Produced by Steve Osbourne
Originally released as a b-side of Everything Will Flow
See the sun drip from the sky
Mascara stains clouding your eyes
Slowly the raindrop falls
See the rain fall from the day
The fire escape is leading the way
Somewhere a taxi calls
Youre leaving girl
to seal your fate
Leaving girl
to run, run away
To see the sun
To see the light
Leaving girl, live your life
I see your love has slipped from your life
The winter sun and suburban skies
Are calling your name this time
I see the rain
Fall from the day
The fire escapes the blues and the greys
Will always remain the same
So youre leaving girl
to seal your fate
To see the world and run, run away
To see the sun to see the light
So youre leaving girl to catch the plane
To see the world and run right away
To see the sun to see the light
So youre leaving girl to live your life
Live your life
popstar 5.36
(Anderson/Gilbert/Osman/Oakes)
Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
Produced by Ben Hillier
Originally released as a b-side of Electricity
With eyes of blue
And eyes of green
And eyes that watch
The drum machine
And eyes of green
And eyes of blue
A thousand eyes
Stare back at you
They watch the sky
They watch the sun
They watch them all
Theyre having fun
We like the light that shines from you
We like the things you say you do
We like the people that you are
Cos youre a popular star
With eyes of gold
And eyes of brown
And eyes that watch
The world go round
They see the girls
They see the cars
They see the world
They go too far
With eyes on me
And eyes on you
With eyes of green
That once were blue
killer 4.58
Produced by Steve Osbourne
She is a natural killer
She has a strange disguise
And she is cold as vanilla
She has that look in her eyes
She, she hasnt any feelings
And she got nothing on her mind
She is the thorn in your side
She has a strange disguise
She as sweet as vanilla
She has that look in her eyes
Thorn in your side
implement yeah! 2.34
(Anderson/Codling/Oakes/Osman/Gilbert)
Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd/Bug Music UK Ltd.
Produced by Ian Caple
That boy Smiths got lard for a tongue
He looks like a bun or a bung or a bum
Hes a basket case, hes asylum fodder
His face is odd but his voice is odder
Yeah, Implement Yeah
That boy Smith called Paul a Scotch homo
A bald insane satanic romo
And he sings songs that dogs only hear
Hes got gum in his mouth and music in his ear
Yeah, Implement Yeah
waterloo 3.59
(Codling) Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.
Produced by Bruce Lampcov
In the undertow
Of a muddy rivers ebb and flow
Is a hand that will not let go
The current is strong
The river is deep
In the afterglow
of the fire that tore through the room below
Someone calls through the smoke
All you can do is try to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
When the road is steep
And the ground gives way beneath your feet
Its the last place you want to be
The air here is thin
You must try to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
In the undertow
Of a muddy rivers ebb and flow
Is a hand that will not let you go
That belongs to someone like me
Whos holding your head and helping you breathe
to breathe
to breathe
to breathe
You need to be free
You need to be free
see that girl 4.28
Produced by Ben Hillier
She walks the streets of summer
walking all day
She likes the steel inside her
nothing to say
She lives inside the winter
walking around
Stoned like the wheels in real life
wandering round
You see that girl
You see that girl
When she falls, shell fall forever
in this dogshit world
She loves the lights inside her
wandering around
She lets the needle guide her
and slowly go down
Slung like the voices in her
Into the dark
Time has no choices in her
Stoned in a car
You see that girl
You see that girl
When she falls, shell fall forever
in this perfect concrete world
bored 3.02
Produced by Mick Glossop
Originally released as a b-side of Shes In Fashion
Bored (introspection)
Yeah (city sights)
Bored (no connection)
Yeah (got it right)
Bored (cold, impatient)
Yeah (lonely nights)
Bored (no new traces)
Yeah (you got it right)
So wire me up to the party people
Wire me up to the neon lights
Oh, come on, come on
Come-a running along
And well sing a little song for the afterlife
Bored (stoned elation)
Yeah (no new sights)
Bored (no connection)
Bored (lonely places)
Yeah (astral lights)
Bored (so impatient)
Bored yeah
pieces of my mind 4.35
In the corner of your mind
Theres a place you go to hide
Where the lonely years reside
Theres a secret life for sale
Watch the world inside your brain
Where the people come to say
Take the pieces of your life
Send the message to the sky
Mend the pieces of your mind
Take a look inside of you
Tell me what to say and do
In the corner of your head
Where the world sits back instead
And the pieces that youll send
Theres a light that sights unseen
Watch the world in slide machines
In the corner of your dream
Let the music play again
Let the songs all stay the same
Take the pieces of your life
Send the message to the sky
jubilee 3.47
Were the sun that lights the sky
Were the winter in your mind
The love that lives inside
Were the litter on the breeze
Were the winter in your mind
The words that sit inside
When you run with me
Do you feel human?
And you come with me
Come take my hand
Were the season like the trees
And theyre falling in your mind
The sun that lights inside
Were the world that spins a line
And the winter in your mind
The sun that lights the sky
When youre done with me
Do you feel human?
Come take my hand
And you feel with me
And you feel human
Come take my hand
And you run with me
Do you feel human
Come take my hand
And you feel with me
And you seem superwoman
Come take my hand
gods gift 2.55
You raised me on Whitesnake
On Prince tapes, on summer sounds
And you saved me and gave me
Dance songs and hand-me-downs
You said that we were just good friends
But we jump red lights all the way to the end
There you go, there you go again
You looked at me in a restaurant
And a lonely tune was the only sound
And you took me out under Centre Point
And we got lost in the lonely crowd
And you said that we were just good friends
But we jump red lights all the way to the end
Gods gift, there you go again
seascape 3.56
Produced by Suede and Michael Ade
Instrumental
crackhead 5.53
(Anderson/Osman/Gilbert/Oakes/Codling)
Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd/Bug Music UK Ltd.
You smoke your money, you burn your mind
Youve done whats left of your social life
You sold your life for a big white rock
Youre sucking on a pipe while the lights turned off
You aint got nothing, aint got no plans
The crack dont help but the pain dont end
You burn your money, you burn your mind
You smoke whats left of your social life
But you cant give it up, cant give it up
Give it up
You sold your life for a 4-gram stone
You dont see no-one, you smoke alone
Youre lost and stuck and you burn your brain
Youre sucking on a pipe while your life slips down the drain
You aint got nothing, aint got no friends
The ice dont help but the pain dont end
You waste your love on a cracked-up mind
You smoke whats left of your social life
No no no no no no
You cant give it up, cant give it up
Give it up
You cant stop, dont stop, wont stop
You got nothing, no, no
You got nothing, no, no
let go 4.25
Produced by Suede with Michael Ade
Originally released as a b-side of Cant Get Enough
You say you wanna let go
The way that some you knew let go
You say you wanna dive in
With none of the inhibitions I have been
Well theres no need to hold on
Youve proven that you dont need to belong
You say that you wanna let go
The way that some you knew let go
Everything is all you need
You say you wanna let go
Well people, people, people hold on
You say you wanna dive in
Well, sister, sister, do what you can
Cause if youre gonna hold on
People, people, before too long
Youll say you wanna let go
And people really should, you should know
(all you need is everything)
Let go
Say you wanna let go
since you went away 3.06
Since you went away
Every night and day
Ive been drinking too much wine
Ive been sitting in doorways on Circle lines
Since you went away
Every night and day
Ive been staring into space
Ive been stumbling slowly through cityscapes
And I go where the people go
And I see summer laugh at me
Whats that mean?
Since you went away
Every night and day
Well, Ive just been marking time
Ive been staring at buildings and traffic signs
Since you went away
Every night and day
Ive been wandering around
Ive been sat by the TV with the sound turned down
situations 4.53
Lonely lives, stolen hair
Twisted smiles, vacant stares
Stoney hearts, lonely tunes
Empty minds... in you
And we want to be the only ones
And we want to be the loaded guns
Well make decisions and then smile at you
Sit-situations... oooh oooh
Open hearts, lonely tunes
Empty minds, lonely rooms
Vacant skies, lonely stares
Empty hearts... who cares?
And we want to be the only ones
We make it possible and then smile at you
Sit-situations... oooh oooh
We want to be the only ones
We make it possible and then smile at you
Youll make the headlines... oooh oooh
read my mind 4.41
If only people ran the show
If only traffic werent so slow
If only thoughts would come and go
This is the nothingness I know
Read my mind
Come on if you read my mind
Come on if you see inside
You wont see nothing
If only friends would call again
If only people knew my name
If only things would never change
Its like cement inside my brain
extra tracks
poor little rich girl [featuring raissa] 5.53
(Coward) Ascherberg, Hopwood & Crew Ltd.
Produced by Bruce Lampcov
Originally issued on the compilation Twentieth Century Blues: Songs Of Noel Coward
Licensed courtesy of EMI Records Ltd.
heroin 2.55
Originally released as a b-side of Attitude
Took me on a limb
Youve taken everything
Everything
As the clouds come in
As the rain begins
Rain begins
Heroin
Heroin
Im out of it
No more songs to sing
No more love to bring
Love to bring
As the rain begins
Such a silly thing
Heroin
19 music like sex [previously unreleased] 3.53
(Anderson/Oakes) Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Copyright Control
Who will buy this false alarm?
Who buy this emotion?
Who will exchange their body parts for some imaginary notion?
Who will suspend their common sense for this unique occasion?
Who will escape their violence?
The music connects me, the music connects you,
The music selects me, the music connects me to you
And its crawling in me like its crawling in you
Who will turn these chances down and live out a simple illusion?
Who will raise their glasses now and pray for a happy conclusion?
Who will synthesise their love to fill out a simple emotion?
Who will wear out body parts?
The music connects me like the music connects you,
The music selects me, the music connects me to you
And its calling in me
The music connects me like the music connects you
Its music like sex you like to have sex to
And its calling in me like its calling in you
singles videos
electricity
Directed by Mike Lipscombe
shes in fashion
Directed by Johan Renck
cant get enough
Directed by John Hillcoat
everything will flow
Directed by Howard Greenhalgh
cant get enough [australian edition]
Directed by Simon Gilbert
Project co-ordination Val Jennings, Brett Anderson, Vanessa Sanders
Physical package Jools at ED&P Ltd
Mastering Chris Potter assisted by Phil Vernolt at Electric Mastering
Photos Simon Gilbert
Special thanks Richard Oakes, Neil Codling, Simon Gilbert, Ian Grenfell, Didz Hammond, Dave Akerman
Deluxe Editions on the Edsel label:
Suede
Dog Man Star
Coming Up
Head Music
A New Morning
www.suede.co.uk
Visit www.demonmusicgroup.co.uk for the Edsel catalogue and the many other fine labels that make up the Demon Music Group.

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