Showing posts with label Yazoo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yazoo. Show all posts

Saturday, 8 July 2023

Yazoo: "Don't Go"


"Vince coaxes a sterling song out of his synthesizer while Alf balances its metallic clip with a deep, emotion-packed vocal that gets better with every hearing."
— Ian Birch

A mash up of a pair of songs with the same title: no, I didn't strain any brain cells coming up with this one. Helped along by the words 'Don't Go' being at the end of one chorus while starting off another, it only really works when I'm singing them to myself; I never hear one "Don't Go" and end up thinking of the other.

To have the hits of Yazoo and Hothouse Flowers merge is meaningless but it's illustrative of a point I hinted at but ultimately failed to make five years ago the last time this Single of the Fortnight came up in this space. I suggested that the song sounds rushed, as if Vince Clark and Alison "Alf" Moyet had been under serious pressure to deliver a quick follow-up to their excellent debut smash "Only You". Clark had written this acclaimed hit while still a member of Depeche Mode (there's a pop music what if for you) but it is in fact "Don't Go" which is much more reminiscent of the keyboardist's previous group, even down to the ultra-repetitive chorus being not unlike that in "Just Can't Get Enough".

Clark penned ver Mode's early hits but he wouldn't really come into his own as a songwriter until he began working with Alf. Dave Gahan is a charismatic lead singer and he has the right kind of voice for a gloomy and pervy synth act but he was no Alison Moyet. (Who was?) Writing material for a such a commanding vocalist would have been a challenge, one that Clark proved up for. Yet, "Don't Go" demonstrates that she possessed the kind of cliched 'she could sing the phone book' voice that so very few have.

"Depeche Mode brought a new warmth to electronic pop," Neil Tennant observed in a May, 1982 profile. "Yazoo will give it some soulful passion". Again, this is chiefly down to what Alf was able to bring to the duo, though it's a credit to Clark that he began contributing compositions that worked along those lines as well. The pairing wouldn't last but the big beneficiaries were Clark and eventually partner Andy Bell after they formed Erasure. While both the Mode and Yazoo hit the ground running with standout singles, this third attempt at a Vince Clark project that might last (needless to say, it did) started slowly but half a decade of songwriting and recording graft would pay off with a series of good-to-great hits starting off with 1986's "Sometimes". Bell's voice proved to be almost as strong as Alf's. It was wise of Clark to start doing co-writes with his Erasure co-hort. (Last time round I argued that Yazoo was actually the best group Clark was a part of; I take it all back now)

It was probably inevitable that the Alf-Clark duo was destined to come undone in short order. His background in electro-pop clashed with her first love the blues. Ironically, the musical valley that separated them helped Yazoo stand out in a world of synth-pop duos, especially considering that most if not all of them were all male units. Clark also had this very un-rock 'n' roll lack of commitment to the bands he was in: leaving Depeche Mode after just one album, he planned to do the same with Yazoo until he was convinced to stick it out longer, only for him to form a deliberately unstable outfit called The Assembly (as well as lending his talents to a unique Anglo-Indian supergroup who also appear in this space). Once Alf was done with Clark, she went the torch song route, rather than returning to her blues roots.

I'm tempted to bemoan the wasted opportunity that was Yazoo but perhaps it's best if I just celebrate the fact that such an unlikely pair managed to find one another. "Only You" is still brilliant, "Don't Go" is all right in spite of my comments above and further hits "The Other Side of Love" and "Nobody's Diary" deserve to be much better remembered. Synth duos like Sparks, Blancmange, Eurythmics, Pet Shop Boys and, yes, Erasure all had compelling lead singers with moody keyboardists all standing in the background but Yazoo managed to flout this convention. Alf happened to be a woman with a voice that could scare off a mountain lion who represented a way forward for Clark. "Synthesizer bands do get into this rut of having to look dead cool and composed," she told Tennant. "Whereas we intend to make complete idiots of ourselves". Which certainly explains the video for "Don't Go".

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Also Reviewed This Fortnight

Pato & Roger: "Pato and Roger a Go Talk"

Not credited to The Beat but included on their third album Special Beat Service, "Pato and Roger a Go Talk" is a platform for Ranking Roger and buddy Pato Banton to do what they were both best at. Basically, there's lots of back-and-forth toasting almost as if they're in a forties' jazz cutting session and they're Coleman Hawkins and Lester Young. There's less of that dated new wavy action that The Beat had done to death by this point and all the better for it. The late Roger Charlery had always been the heartbeat of two-tone's second best group and this feels like an attempt to return them to their ska roots. Engaging, light, fun and with a dark heart. I'd say the two should've paired up more but their 1995 outing, the Top 20 hit "Bubbling Hot", proves they were probably better off leaving things alone.

(Click here to see my original review)

Wednesday, 3 October 2018

Yazoo: "Don't Go"

8 July 1982

"Vince coaxes a sterling song out of his synthesizer while Alf balances its metallic clip with a deep, emotion-packed vocal that gets better with every hearing."
Ian Birch

There were a pair of mix-gender duos in UK pop in 1982 (actually there were a lot more than the two  the hair salon model pairing Dollar springs to mind as well as the much maligned RenĂ©e & Renato — but for the purposes of this study let's just assume that there were just two who mattered). Both were fronted by unconventionally charismatic women, both of whom possessed deeper than normal voices. Backing them were a pair of moody gentlemen (hardly anything special in the world of eighties electropop) and some icy synths. But there were some differences between the two groups: one was young and inexperienced, the other a bit older and veterans of several bands who either went nowhere or swiftly faded away; one hailed from the detritus of an Essex New Town, the other from Glasgow and Sunderland respectively; one was on the rise, the other was floundering.

It's possible that you were able to guess that I am referring to Eurythmics and Yazoo from the above but you may be surprised to discover which one was happily riding the Giddy Carousel of Pop while the other could only look on with envy, hoping themselves to go for a spin soon. Every mum's favourite synth-pop group would soon have its (very prolonged) day but for now it's Basildon "super""group" Yazoo's turn to grasp on to chart success for dear life.

Coming off the initial burst of success for Depeche Mode, Vince Clarke had become alienated by, well, everything. Being unhappy with hitting the charts, touring and fan adulation might prompt some to start giving life a rethink but he was promptly in a new band and back in the Top Ten within just a few months. Quitting ver Mode may seem like a giant-sized blunder in retrospect but for (a) the synth-goth overlords would have been equally synthy but far less gothic and lordly had Clarke remained their chief songwriter and (b) Yazoo ended up being the best group he was ever to be a part of.

Which brings us to Alison "Alf" Moyet. A blues singer round Basildon way, she placed an advert in the Melody Maker and received only one reply. (I used to think that they hooked when Clarked returned to his old Essex stomping grounds following his departure from the Mode and discovered her crooning Roberta Flack hits in some dreadful Pitsea pub but, in effect, she found him) While other female singers of the time were content to warble out a vocal apathy or something downright weird, Moyet must have seemed positively old school by comparison — even though she seemed to apply some punk ferocity to belting out numbers with Aretha Franklin-like power.

Her extraordinary range is on full display on "Don't Go" but it lacks a fabulous musical performance to service it. The follow-up to their poignant debut single "Only You", it feels rushed, as though they felt an urgency to get a second single out while the going was good. While Clarke may have coaxed a sterling song out of his synth, as Ian Birch notes, his synth sure didn't coax much out of him. The song itself is rather good though and it's a minor crime that it hasn't become a standard by this point. (It's very easy to imagine "Don't Go" being interpreted across several genres by the likes of Shelby Lynne or Lauryn Hill or, yes, a bloke could sing it too, Rufus Wainwright) A shame that a little more care wasn't put into the recording.

It's impossible to say if Yazoo could have been Eurythmics — although as alternate scenarios go, it's certainly easier to swallow than Echo & The Bunnymen being U2. They had superior songs to hang on and a better vocalist in Alison Moyet but they weren't as keen to garnish their material in strings or some slick guitar (a much easier proposition for Annie Lennox and Dave Stewart, neither of who played synthesizers). I was going to write that Clarke and Moyet weren't chancers like their contemporaries but she was a struggling blues singer looking to put together a rootsy group when he rang her up so they were as opportunistic as they come. Maybe they just lacked that it factor that everyone talks about. (But then did Eurythmics have the it factor? Seriously? Those two?) You don't get it factor coming from Basildon.

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Also Reviewed This Fortnight

Dexys Midnight Runners & The Emerald Express: "Come on Eileen"

From number one hit in '82 ('83 in North America in an era when it could take several months for a hit single to make its way across the Atlantic) to staple of eighties retro, it's hard to imagine a time when "Come on Eileen" wasn't ubiquitous but the early nineties were just such a terrain for once and future favourites to be cast aside. It was a song I'd read about and wanted to hear but I was unable to do so until I found it on a dodgy Rock 83 compilation tape of my sister's. I was beside myself with joy. A departure from their soul 'n' horns sound of the previous two years, this nonetheless fits in perfectly with their run of pristine singles. Birch wonders how much better it would be if Kevin Rowland had injected a dose of humour into it but wit was never their bag. For all of us who ever figured we could get a woman into bed by showing off our record collections: how wrong we all were. (Please see Tom Ewing's wonderful review which provides vastly more insight into this pop landmark than I ever could)

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