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Steve Hanley - The Big Midweek: Life Inside the Fall

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The first insiders account of life inside seminal British rock band, The Fall. Hanleys story unfolds like a novel; from 1979 when he joined The Fall with his schoolmates Marc Riley and Craig Scanlon, up to and including an infamous on-stage fight in New York in 1998, he puts us right in the heart of the action: on stage, on the tour bus, in the recording studio, and up close and personal with an eccentric cast of band mates. These vividly drawn scenes give unprecedented insight into the intense, highly-charged, creative atmosphere within The Fall, and their relentless work ethic which has won them a dedicated cult following, high-art respectability, and a unique place in popular music history. One of the more sincere and endearing band biographies available. Hanleys book is enjoyable to read from start to finish.-LA Review of Books. A Guardian Book of the Year 2014 and A Rough Trade Book of the Year 2014.

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Table of Contents
The Big Midweek
Life Inside The Fall

Steve Hanley and Olivia Piekarski

Route


For our dads

Contents

Foreword: Marc Riley

A Leafy Suburb of Manchester

Part I: The Wythenshawe Jesuits

The Darling Buds of Music

The Sudden Importance of Albert Camus

American Dream

Oh, Brother!

Part II: Fred Karnos Army

The Burning Return

Northern Lights

Strange Kind of Sanctuary

Two Weddings and a Phone Call

Part III : Goodbye Wasteground

American Nightmare

The Glamorous Guns of Brixton

Glory Day

Ballyhoo

The Troubles

Back End of a Pantomime Cow

White Glove

Part IV: Shoulder Pads and Stickers

Corruption in the Vatican

Magic Bus

Worlds Best Seaside Town

Dinner with the Queen

John Peels 50th

Part V: Joint 64th Coolest Man in Rock

World Tour

Taxi for Hanley

Monnay for Nothing

The Problem with Kurt Cobain

Part VI: The Emperors New Clothes

Bunkbeds and Knobheads

A Small Note Regarding Music

Departure

Sooty and Smith

Dark Days

A Parable of Lost Opportunity

New York ! New York ?

Foreword

Ive known Steve Hanley since the age of six. We grew up together or you could argue we never grew up together. We were joined at the hip. Inseparable. We spent our childhood together. We bought our first Action Man dolls (Eagle Eyes) and first split-knee pants together. We co-owned a grass snake together (Grasso). We lived our glam rock teens together and eventually became members of our favourite band in the world together.

There have been several books written about The Fall, but Id venture that this one is the most eagerly anticipated by fans the world over. This book has been meticulously crafted to provide real insight into The Fall, thanks to the impressive experience and memory of Steve Hanley. The same Steve Hanley who is admired and hailed by the off-kilter, underground, non-conformist rock fraternity. The thunderous bass playing engine room of the band. The most patient, industrious and loyal band member you could ever wish for.

The Big Midweek is an amusing, poignant, candid and sometimes uncomfortable recollection of Steves twenty-year stint in the institution often correctly considered even by its committed followers as something of a madhouse. Does this then mean all Fall members leaving the less than comforting arms of Mark E Smith are in some way institutionalised?

Well, you can now be the judge.

You dont have to like The Fall to enjoy this book. You dont have to like Mark E Smith to enjoy this book Hell, you dont even really need to like MUSIC to enjoy this book! Its a gripping tale of forged and broken relationships, friendship and betrayal.

As you would hope, this is no lightweight skip through hoary anecdotes and limp quips (though there may be a couple of mine included here and there). Its a complicated, sometimes harrowing journey into the heart of one of the most talked about bands of the last 30-plus years. A story that starts with euphoria, teenage optimism and trust, and ends with oh no I dont want to give the end away although I suspect some of you manhandling this tome will already be only too aware of the outcome of this (sometimes grim) fairy tale.

Marc Riley

Resident non-musician in The Fall, May 1978 January 1983.


With great power comes great responsibility.

Spider-Man , Marvel Comics

A Leafy Suburb of Manchester : Saturday, 18 September 2010

How can I get these lads to leave? Theres about a dozen of them, acting like they own the place. Somehow Ive got to make them go but, since Im not a teacher in a suit, theyre not listening. I draw myself up to my full height, all six foot-odd of it, and start to jab for a weak spot.

Come on, guys, I need you to leave. No response. I am invisible. What are you doing here anyway, smoking weed in the playing field of your old primary school? A couple of them register my presence with condescending stares. I carry on regardless. Your cars are parked over there. You could drive anywhere you like, but youre still here. Look at you, with your disposable barbeque, your cost-cut burgers and a white loaf. Have a bit of style! They eyeball each other, a little less sure of themselves. You could at least get ciabattas. We are in Didsbury, after all. Wheres your home-grown rocket salad and your organic hummus?

Chill out, man. Whatchu chatting at me for?

Didnt you use to be in some rock band? Its the bare-chested ringleader, playing keep-ups with his football. My dads got one of your records. Its pure shit, man.

Safe. No wonder hes stuck here, being a saddo caretaker.

You lost somethin, brother Its hard to distinguish one from the other. Im being taunted by the window display of JJB Sports: a bunch of shaven-headed, Adidas-muscled designer mannequins brought to life. Just about.

Ill lose sommat in a minute if you lot dont clear off!

You lost dat bit of hair at the front of your head! He sniggers and they all have a good laugh, but they soon stop when they see how upset Im looking.

What did you just say to me? Im trying to use my most threatening voice.

Piss off, baldie!

Do you think youre the first person to have ever said that to me? I shouldnt rise to it, but I quite enjoy this banter, it makes the job more interesting. People have even written songs about it. The League of Bald-Headed Men, Im the founder member. The fact is, grass doesnt grow on a busy street. But whos ever going to write a song about you?

Surely they must be reaching the end of their attention spans. If theyre not doing any damage, I usually leave them to it, but this Saturday the yoga teacher who hires the school hall wants to take her class outside. Hopefully the temperamental Manchester sky wont cloud over before Ive got them all to shift.

Hey, Steve. Have you heard of Tupac?

Course I have. That rapper who was shot dead in the car park after the Mike Tyson fight.

See, he turns to his mate. Even hes heard of him and you havent!

Shut up, fool! And they start arguing amongst themselves.

What are you talking like that for anyway? I ask. Youre a bunch of white lads from a middle-class ghetto. You wouldnt last five minutes in a real one. And as for you, I turn my attention back to the main man, I remember you in Year Six, bursting into tears when Mr Buckler shouted at you for tripping up the infant girls

Finally Ive hit a nerve. I detect a slight flushing of the cheeks as he decides they have in fact got better things to do than listen to this. They slope off, arguing about whats cool and what isnt.

Divide and rule. Kind of what used to happen in that band I was in. But the whole episodes got me thinking about blindly following self-appointed leaders. Is this something Ive been guilty of myself? Ive done more than I set out to do in life, but how much did I have to compromise myself? Would it have worked if I hadnt? And how much does it really matter anyway?

Heading inside to give the yoga teacher the all-clear, on the way I notice a suspicious-looking plume of smoke wafting up from underneath my car. I crouch down to investigate, only to discover their barbeque smouldering on a log under my petrol tank. Lucky for me, those lads are a by-product of the health and safety generation so they took the trouble to piss on it first. I dump the lot in the skip, vowing to give them more grief when they next turn up.

Back in my office, with an hour to kill before locking up, I flick through the paper and turn to the horoscopes for a spot of cosmic nonsense:

Come on, Gemini! Isnt it time you moved on? Living in the past isnt doing you any favours. Do whatever it takes to come to terms with whatever isnt any more and pour your boundless energies into the here and now. No one else can help you its got to come from deep within.

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