Sounds 1/24/87

Rock’s Guardian Angel

Always in the shadows never in the limelight, Richard Butler explains why The Psychedelic Furs are more than a paragraph in rock's story book.

“I never really liked the name Richard Butler," he says. "I think it sounds a bit ordinary. But I'm stuck with it. I'm not changing it to something stupid. I'd hate to be called Billy Idol at 40! Richard Butler, sometimes known simply as Butler, is 30. He hardly looks it. There are no airs about Butler: he is growing out of his era quite gracefully. The awkward, insecure singer of The Psychedelic Furs still looks in need of hot food and sympathy; he has the timid eyes and sallow face of a neglected boy. But he meets promotional chores with a shrug. His attitudes aren't likely to be shaken. Butler, like his group, is a post-punk relic that looks sure to survive. Think back to what you know about him it's not very much. He's released himself sparingly on the greedy marketplace. As he says, The Psychedelic Furs have never "churned themselves out" to a quickly bored audience. Their small numbers of records are an unambitious paragraph in rock's storybook.

Now there's an imminent LP, Midnight To Midnight- with the single, Angels Don't Cry', taken from it, out now-to add to the list, and its blend of sharpness and grand gesture sounds like a very confident flag stuck on a so far unclaimed 1987. This year, perhaps, Butler comes back. He was never very conspicuous. Like him alongside lan Mac, Jim Kerr. Peter Murphy, Siouxsie. Howard Devato, Bono, Butler is the one with his face turned away. He talks quite a bit about "mystery" and "edge", but the quality that Butler best suggests is reticence. The paradox comes in setting this against the loud locomotive noise that the band thrash out. Almost alone among their contemporaries, the Furs have stuck by a trashy, dense rock band sound that the more cosmetic Mirror Moves' hasn't destroyed

I still think the band's off the wall," he says. "You definitely hear more of that on the new record than on "Mirror Moves. I don't think the production there did John (Ashton, guitar) justice. All that weird chording... he doesn't play like anyone else I've ever heard. Tim's bass playing is very driving-simplistic, maybe, but I don't think anyone does it better than him. "That's what I mean by personality For me to try and be melodically clever would be a lie. I tend to write lyrics with a certain beat to them." What quality does he bring to this Furs personality!

I like to think I bring a certain edge to it all, a certain sarcasm. However sweet the music becomes, I like to think there's this neurotic side to it. The smoother songs like Sister Europe' have always had this part which refuses to be polished." Polish ain't easy to escape. "There's just something in me that won't sing smooth-sounding songs, or trite songs. If somebody gave me a song like ‘Touch Me I Want To Feel Your Body’ and they said. Record this and you'll have a number one around the world and be a rich man for the rest of your life- I couldn't do it" Why not?

"I'd feel disgusted." he says, face lit up with surprise. "I wouldn't be able to have a pride about myself. When people saw me in the street they'd say, ‘Oh yeah, it's him, Touch Me!’ I like it when people say, you're Richard Butler and I can go. ‘Yeah, I'm the guy who recorded Into You Like A Train." This is a hankering after a place in posterity! "Nah I'd probably have more of a chance if I took the first course. I've got to have a personal pride. I want to be able to defend something and say it's great. Or else I've got nothing" Richard lays off and lights another cigarette: he can't stop smoking. Then he sits back, with his pointed elbows and small feet, drooping shoulders, unkempt hair. His voice sounds like a man who isn't sure if he should be affecting an accent or not a quick, shrill laugh goes with each serious phrase. When he sings there's a suave, crusty tone that his speaking voice has no trace of.

Look at him he's all bones and shyness "I don't go out to clubs to be seen and all that bullshit. It's very difficult when you run into other people from bands The conversation seems to be very forced and superficial. I like to keep away from the trite end of things. "I don't sleep very well. I wake up in the night with ideas for bits and pieces" This year’s bits and pieces have been organized into Midnight To Midnight, a record that shapes the old Furs racket into fax, orchestral splendor. The sound has lost some of the hard glamour of Mirror Moves John Ashton's guitar tears the cool veneer off the tunes, and the disco directions are mostly squashed.

"We wanted to go in and make a band album, as opposed to Mirror Moves which sounded like a studio record. It was done immediately after a tour of Europe and before a tour of America" Was there no temptation to repeat and refine the successful formula of Mirror Moves? "I don't know. I listen so 'Mirror Moves and I like it a lot but it's not the way I'd like to hear the Furs presented I'd like to make the ideal album that we could make, and our personalities didn't come through very clearly on that record. I miss the edge of the earlier records. It was probably as near to a commercial-sounding LP as we'll ever make.’ Yes, although that commercial streak isn't exactly abandoned by Midnight To Midnight

Maybe there are no great Furs albums only great tracks-Into You Like A Train, President Gas- moments when their clotted rock motion suddenly finds its own distinct shape Midnight To Midnight probably does it more consistently than their other LPs, and it still makes use of the technical sparkle of lace-'80s pop, in 'Heartbreak Beat', 'Angels Don't Cry' and a few others. The Psychedelic Furs hammer out fragments that are as bright and sharp as chilled steel. They are finally developing on the legacy of Roxy's Country Life, the record that must have spawned them.

Nevertheless, they sound in the end at if they're trapped in rock. The mystery that Richard Butler lusts after isn't sustained by these records, which refuse finally to take wing. Butler's lyrics decorate the rock heartbeat but they never truly transcend it. He isn't poetic the way Lou Reed, Iggy Pop and Tom Verlaine are more like the unlucky disciple who can't quite reach Olympus. It's that exalted zone that the Furs aspire to a performing rock tradition, where the players want their art to imitate life, not some abstract pop romance.

My influences, like Iggy Pop and Suicide, are all very much part of the rock tradition. When I think of that phrase I think of someone like Bruce Springsteen, and I don't think we're part of that but we in a rock tradition. We've pushed a tie bit at different boundaries, but we're a rock band" Butler gulps down some smoke and thinks about. His new record sounds right for a stronger radio.. but today? “If you depended on the radio now you'd be in deep trouble. Three or four years ago it seemed like some good stuff was getting through to the charts, but I've been reduced to going back and buying things the second time around- Suicide. Velvet Underground, even Led Zeppelin. Ugh the aid rack strikes again don't think it's even a revival," he smiles with a cavalier wave of the arm There's always been rock bands People just get bored with everything else it must surely herald a good time for the rockin’ Furs

"Well.” he replies, not much excited. "There's always a place for a band that's honest with its own sound It's really easy for bands to get too involved in trying to get on the radio. You just lose your identity, end up doing music you don't like, get successful for a while and the next thing you know, you're dropped People respect a bit of character." People mostly like tunes. "Not for long I don't think that good tunes are really what it's all about. It was just tunes, ABBA would still be the greatest thing since sliced bread There was nothing profound going on there. It was all boy-girl," Well that was good enough for Cole Porter and Larry Hart. But this is teasing. The point is Butler's sung wisdom sounds frequently like neat-sounding nothing. What is this intelligent man on about!

After some laughter, he says. “I’m on about feelings. The songs I like have a feeling of mystery about them. If you were to ask me what ‘Visions of Joanna’ was about, I'd be stuck for an answer or ‘Scary Monsters!’ I don't have to know what those songs are about. What's important is a sense of depth, something that strikes me more viscerally than common sense.” Did he go into all this with the idea of creating those deep-set songs! “It's something that just happened. I put phrases and ideas together that I liked I could say something and then pass over it and move on to something else. A Iist of things I felt angry about would be a song “India”. A list of things that make me feel isolated would be 'All Of This And Nothing’. When I've been simpler, like in Pretty In Pink, it's been less mysterious. I can listen to some things and think. Wow, did I say that? What was I getting at?”

What is Richard Butler getting at? He calls himself "a private person.” In Furs tunes, his lyrics are sometimes ingenious but distant. The stories are brittle inhuman ‘Pretty In Pink’ is meant as a kind of tragedy, but the girl in there is just a pop song person. Butler might actually be afraid of the sort of self-exposure that put the blood into his heroes work. He recorded a version of the Brecht/Well chestnut Alabama Song for A&M's Lost In The Stars LP, and even in that theatrical piece he sounds self-conscious, perhaps terrified. "I was pleased to do 'Alabama Song because a lot of people have said my voice is like David Bowie's. They've only got to put that version of the song next to his to see how much we do sound alike.

“I’d quite like to do a duet with Marianne Faithfull, because I think our voices would sound great together. I'd like to do a solo album" Would it be very different! "That's what I'd like to find out. It wouldn't be that different - I wouldn't run off and make a funk album. It would still be driving rock." At least Butler and his Furs have stuck to that rock. "Mirror Moves must have given them the option for dogging on towards a stadium role. But...

"Is it something you aim at? What does a stadium band sound like? Who's filling stadiums! Phil Collins, Tina Turner! There's very few who can do it. You're talking about 50,000 people. "It's always rock bands, because rock bands are exciting live. Pop bands aren't. Rock bands are more traditionally performers."

All those buzzwords again. Butler, the mystery man, isn't quite so elusive. The pale, gentlemanly fellow thinks benignly about what should be a prosperous year ahead. "I don't think what we do is going to fade out tomorrow." he says, gathering up his matches. "I've put a body of work behind me that I like, but yeah, the best is ahead. We still haven't made the record where we can stand back and say Yeah, that's what we've been on about all these years. That's perfect.

"We've probably come closest to it. that toughness, on ‘Talk Talk Talk' and this new one. As the moment, it's bits here and there." If such perfection could be made, there'd be no more need for The Psychedelic Furs. "Yeah! I wouldn't be happy until I had done it." Meanwhile, the rock still rolls.