Stuart Braithwaite: One of the things that made your music make a lot more
sense to me was hearing some of the stories about the environment you grew up in
the late 70s and early 80s in East Kilbride. Did that bleakness play a big part
in the music you listened to and the music you ended up making?
Jim Reid: Definitely. East Kilbride in the 70s, it felt like Mars. It felt
like the world happened somewhere else. You were an observer, so travelling the
world and being in a band that anyone gave a shit about seemed to us almost
impossible. I think that had a part in shaping us as people, and our music,
considerably.
SB: What was the music that opened the door for you and made you feel like a
being in a band was possible?
JR: The punk thing was definitely when it hit home that we could do it. Me
and William [Reid] were quite into music from an early age and I don’t really
know where that came from – my mum and dad weren’t particularly interested in
music. We got into glam, but we thought it was something other people do. Then
punk rock happened and suddenly it was like: “This is something we could do.
This is something that’s within our reach.” I remember hearing the Ramones and
it was like a sledgehammer to the forehead. You could pick up a guitar, and
within a couple of weeks you’d be playing one of their songs. Writing them was a
different matter, it’s by no means easy to come up with the brilliant ideas. But
still, it was a start. Punk was when it started to hit home that we could not
only be listeners but the guys who make the music.
Brothers Jim Reid and
William Reid of the Jesus and Mary Chain, London, 1985.
SB: I am sure you guys were and maybe still are into Phil Spector girl
groups. Did you hear about those bands via the Ramones?
JR: The Shangri Las were my favourite of those girl bands. I remember Leader
of the Pack was in a Levi’s ad in 1975 and that was the first time I ever heard
the song. As a result I dug up some more stuff of theirs. There’s just something
magical about that kind of music that stuck with us. It always depresses me if
you’re only into one thing – if all you listen to is heavy metal, it just seems
a bit like: “Is that it? Can’t you broaden your horizons?”
SB: I was thinking about how you were drawn to so much psychedelic music –
the kind of music you envisage alongside people walking about with flowers in
their hair. That’s the opposite of where you came from – you were a weirdo gang,
the odd ones out, and you celebrated that rather than letting it define you in
any way.
JR: The odd ones out. That’s going to be written on our tombstones. We were
the odd ones out. You know East Kilbride, I’m not putting the place down but it
wasn’t that interesting. I don’t know what it’s like now, but in the 70s
everything was geared to the mall, to normality and mass taste. We certainly
felt like we stood out like sore thumbs. The weirdos. The kind of entertainment
that we looked for really didn’t exist in East Kilbride and as a result we
started to get into acid and stuff like that, just to take us away from the
mundane. We found music that was made under the influence of drugs, and you
discover a whole new alternative culture by being led down that route.
The odd ones out. That’s going to be written on our tombstones.
SB: I thought one of the stories that encapsulated the beginning and the
brilliance of the Mary Chain was the one where you were all fucked on acid and
taking photos of each other, and suddenly everyone from the Orange Order
appears. That is probably the worst thing I can think to happen on acid.
JR: I hate to go on too much about drugs but it did happen – we did get into
weird acid trips. We used to hang out around this old deserted factory in East
Kilbride and get off our tits and smash the fuck out of the place. It wasn’t
your flowers-in-your-hair hippy-trippy stuff. We used to get, I wouldn’t say
violent, but kind of creatively aggressive.
SB: From my understanding, you went from playing music in your house to
making albums. A lot of your connections seem closely defined by people: meeting
Bobby [Gillespie] and Alan [McGee]. Can you explain how you met those guys?
JR: Who knows what would have happened if we hadn’t met Bobby and Alan. It
was pure luck. We would try to get a gig in Glasgow and no one was interested;
we’d given a tape of a demo to some guy who was putting on a club, and he wasn’t
interested. But it just so happened there was a Syd Barrett compilation on the
other side of the tape, and he knew Bobby and said: “Here’s a compilation – you
can have it if you want it.” Bobby played the Syd Barrett side, turned it over
and listened to our demos and he loved them. It had a phone number on it so he
phoned us up and said, “I’ve got this mate in London – he’ll put a gig on.” It
all happened from that point on. It was hot a day in June, and me and William
were screaming at each other. We were supposedly doing a soundcheck but me and
him were screaming at each other – we’d only just met McGee, and within five
minutes we were having a fight and he just thought we were nuts. He thought we
were some kind of psychotic version of the Monkees or something. He was totally
into it and was like: “Yeah, let’s do an album.” It was amazing that anyone even
cared. It seemed to be fast-forward from that point on.
SB: It’s funny when bands start. You just get swept away. You get too busy to
think about how mental it is, then only later get to the stage where you think:
how the fuck did that happen?
JR: Totally. We’d gone on the dole in January 1985, and in March we were
playing in New York City.
SB: Your early gigs were pretty raucous and there was eventually a riot. Was
it a self-fulling prophecy?
JR: I mean, it was a lot less to do with music at that time. We could hardly
play. It was as loud as hell because if we turned it down people would be going:
“those guys can’t play a fucking note.” A lot of it was just: “Fucking hell –
someone’s going to find us out any minute.” A lot of it came out of our
insecurity and inability, I suppose. At the time, we thought “We can’t go out
and sound like an honest to goodness rock band”, so we would make it so that you
wouldn’t forget it. If you came to see the Mary Chain, it was something that
would stay with you for a while. We deliberately pressed buttons. We knew we
were winding people up. For a while, it seemed like a bit of a laugh and then it
got out of control. It seemed like someone was going to get hurt bad. If it was
us, then fair enough, but if it was someone in the audience then I didn’t want
that on my conscious. We stepped back for a bit. We didn’t play live for about
six months, and hoped it would all blow over. As luck would have it, it did.
SB: One of my favourite things of yours was a Peel Session - an acoustic
session with some of the Psychocandy songs, using just guitar and voice. I think
that might have been lost on people at the time because of the stories about the
noise.
JR: We had always intended on doing an acoustic album but we never did get
round to it. We tried with Stoned and Dethroned. It’s quite hard to pull it off
– we realised we didn’t know how to make an acoustic record.
SB: When Some Candy Talking came out, I remember there was a fury with Radio
1 because they thought it was a drugs anthem?
JR: They didn’t ban it. If they had banned it that would have been great, it
would have immediately been No 1. They just didn’t play it. But that was nothing
new as they didn’t play any Mary Chain records. William wrote it but I am pretty
sure I can say it wasn’t about drugs. The original was recorded as part of a
Peel Session, so it just sounded like utter hypocrisy that they take such a hard
tone.
SB: When you were playing on Top of the Pops, did you feel like you didn’t
belong there? The weird world of celebrity that I can’t imagine any of you guys
were into at all.
JR: No, we never really got in – that was an exclusive club we were just
visiting, that’s the way it was with us. We always seemed to fuck people off. I
swear to God, without trying we seemed to make enemies all over the place. We
only ever got invited on Top of the Pops once. We never got asked back. I don’t
know what we did. Well, I do know. We got very drunk and that was enough to piss
people off. I remember we did a show called The Roxy, ITV’s version of Top of
the Pops, and the floor manager made a Freudian slip: he shouted “roll the crap”
instead of “roll the track”. We started pissing ourselves laughing and they
chucked us out! We couldn’t believe it – they insulted us so we laughed. Things
like that happened all the time. The world of celebrities and showbiz was never
going to be for us, I suppose.
SB: Maybe you broke too many mirrors when you were on acid. When Bobby left
to do Primal Scream full-time, did that feel like a bit of a watershed for the
band or did you always know he was going to end up doing his own thing?
JR: We always knew that Bobby’s time with the Mary Chain was very temporary.
We gave him a chance to join the band, which we knew he wouldn’t do – it’s not
going to work being in two bands. We were all pretty good and prepped for
it.
SB: You’ve previously mentioned the change of fashion, and it playing against
you. I have to say I find that kind of depressing, as I don’t think the press
dictate musical trends now as much as they did.
JR: I would say that’s true. I think a lot of that is to do with the fact
that people get their information from all over the place, whereas in the 80s
and 90s, scenes and bands were made or broken by a small number of people – the
NME or Melody Maker. Now that kind of thing can’t happen anymore. I suppose it
brings its own kind of problem, but there’s not that kind of sea-change
anymore.
SB: When we started our band in the mid 90s, one of the things that was a
driving force was that a lot of bands we liked had been marginalised. A lot of
the bands that mean a lot to us – Sonic Youth, the Valentines, you guys – had
been put in a drawer because the people who decided what was fashionable were
into something else. It’s weird when you think what would have happened had your
band started at a different time. But then again, you’d be going at a time when
folks stopped buying records.
JR: You could go on for hours about bad timing. I can’t really complain.
We’ve had quite a good time of it through the decades. And hey – we’re still
touring and doing our thing and people come and see us, so it’s all good.
SB: I won’t bang on about when you broke up, but how have you found it since
you came back?
JR: It’s kind of surprisingly enjoyable and surprisingly easy. I wasn’t sure
when we got back in 2007 if there was any demand, for a start. How was it going
to be with that fucking brother of mine? Am I going to kill him or is he going
to kill me? We don’t always see eye to eye, William and I, but we learned how to
sidestep each other. In the 90s, it got to the point where we went out of our
way to annoy the fuck out of each other. We couldn’t really be in a room
together. So thankfully it’s not like that now. We argue, but it’s never going
to be the way it was as we’re older, a bit wiser. There’s been a lot of shit
that’s happened, but we’re going to have to make the best of it and give each
other space.
SB: How do you feel about the legacy of the band? I feel like it’s snowballed
over the years – there are bands who don’t just sound like you but dress like
you used to do. It shows that what you did had a permanence to it.
JR: It’s nice. I like to hear that bands have taken ideas that we had and run
with them. It’s a bit depressing when a band are pure emulation. I have heard
bands and thought it’s just the Mary Chain. What’s the point? But there are a
lot of bands who have elements of us in their music, and that’s great. In
essence, that’s what rock’n’roll is. Borrowing things from the past and updating
them.
SB: I’m out of questions, but I’m friends with Bobby and his question was:
“On what record or song do you think you achieved the perfect combination of the
Shangri Las and Einstürzende Neubauten?
JR: Oh. I wish he had emailed me this question, I could have thought about it
better. That’s too difficult. Maybe Some Candy Talking live.