Play For Tomorrow
[New Sounds, New Styles, August 1981. Words: Pete Silverton. Pictures: Jill Furmanovsky.]
PLAY FOR TOMORROW
In which Vince, Dave, Martin and Andrew play Depeche Mode, Peter Silverton plays The Journalist and Daniel Miller stays off screen. Cameraperson… Jill Furmanovsky.
SCENE ONE. Interior. Depeche Mode are rehearsing in a deconsecrated church on the south side of London’s dockland. It’s a part of the capital that’s scarcely changed since cargo boats had masts. The Band’s rehearsal room is on the steps of the original altar. Vince Clarke is using a Roland synthesiser and operating the drum in a maroon shirt. Andrew Fletcher is on a Moog and in a green shirt. Martin Gore plays a Yamaha and wears a chunky-knit white sweater over a black T-shirt. And in front, where once the priest would give communion, stands Dave Gahan, singing in a baggy peach shirt with white cuffs, tan cord trousers and mid-brown, heavily belted boots. The Band play very quietly, working on a new song – probably to be called “Let’s Get Together”. They’re having trouble with the harmonies.
Martin: That sounds too much like the Beverly Sisters. [1]
Vince: (Shrugs. At twenty, he’s an old hand to the others’ nineteen) Everything sounds like something.
CUT TO…
SCENE TWO. Interior. A nearby café. The Band and The Journalist are having lunch. The Band are open, friendly and giggle a lot. Andrew’s the butt of the day’s jokes. Maybe it’s just his turn. Vince has a jumbo sausage roll and a cup of tea. Martin has sausages, beans and chips with a glass of milk. Andrew drinks milk and toys with an egg on toast with extra toast. Dave risks his life with the lamb chop and three veg, washing it down with a cup of tea. He eats very slowly.
Peter: Where do you call come from?
Dave: Basildon, Essex. It’s a new town. A lot of people think it’s just a country town but it’s quite built up. Housing estates… and there’s an industrial estate there…
Peter: Have you lived there all your lives?
Vince: Most of our lives, really.
Dave: We were all three or four when we moved there.
Peter: How long have you been together?
Dave: About a year.
Peter: You played under some name you’re not going to tell me [2] and then you found the name Depeche Mode in a French fashion magazine…
Dave: Depeche-ay. It should be Depeche but we pronounce it Depeche-ay. We’re the only people who do.
Peter: It just means “Hurry up fashion”.
Vince: It could do, but we just use it as the word. We didn’t know what it meant till about three months afterwards. We knew “Mode” was fashion but it didn’t really matter. It could have been Depeche-ay Mud.
Peter: It was about ten months ago you went over to just using electronic instruments…
Vince: We played guitars. We had a bass guitar and all that… rhythm guitar… one synth for a little while, and then we had two synths and then three synths.
Andrew: It was a natural thing at the time… just like progressed into it. (Andrew slumps down onto the table, head in hands. He stays like that for most of the scene, only raising his head for the occasional comment)
Vince: Martin had his synths and we liked it. He had broader sounds.
Peter: The first time I remember hearing you was on that Phonogram compilation, the Some Bizzare album…
Dave: We had no sort of recording activities going on at all. Stevo approached us and asked us if we’d like to put a track on this compilation so we thought it would be a good idea.
Peter: There seemed to be a lot of optimism in your track compared to the other stuff, which all seemed to be about gloom in Barnsley…
Dave: Well, it’s not us really. Vince doesn’t write gloomy songs.
[New Sounds, New Styles, August 1981. Words: Pete Silverton. Pictures: Jill Furmanovsky.]
For their second ever issue, New Sounds hit on the ruse of taking an interview with Depeche Mode, and presenting it as a TV script. What they hoped to achieve has escaped me as there is no opportunity, in the middle of the listless attempts at conversation and banter, to learn anything about the band. A pointless exercise, only slightly lifted by a couple of snaps of the band posing in Basildon town centre.
" This is a joke… ho, ho, ho. "
Summary: For their second ever issue, New Sounds hit on the ruse of taking an interview with Depeche Mode, and presenting it as a TV script. What they hoped to achieve has escaped me as there is no opportunity, in the middle of the listless attempts at conversation and banter, to learn anything about the band. A pointless exercise, only slightly lifted by a couple of snaps of the band posing in Basildon town centre. [1460 words]
PLAY FOR TOMORROW
In which Vince, Dave, Martin and Andrew play Depeche Mode, Peter Silverton plays The Journalist and Daniel Miller stays off screen. Cameraperson… Jill Furmanovsky.
SCENE ONE. Interior. Depeche Mode are rehearsing in a deconsecrated church on the south side of London’s dockland. It’s a part of the capital that’s scarcely changed since cargo boats had masts. The Band’s rehearsal room is on the steps of the original altar. Vince Clarke is using a Roland synthesiser and operating the drum in a maroon shirt. Andrew Fletcher is on a Moog and in a green shirt. Martin Gore plays a Yamaha and wears a chunky-knit white sweater over a black T-shirt. And in front, where once the priest would give communion, stands Dave Gahan, singing in a baggy peach shirt with white cuffs, tan cord trousers and mid-brown, heavily belted boots. The Band play very quietly, working on a new song – probably to be called “Let’s Get Together”. They’re having trouble with the harmonies.
Martin: That sounds too much like the Beverly Sisters. [1]
Vince: (Shrugs. At twenty, he’s an old hand to the others’ nineteen) Everything sounds like something.
CUT TO…
SCENE TWO. Interior. A nearby café. The Band and The Journalist are having lunch. The Band are open, friendly and giggle a lot. Andrew’s the butt of the day’s jokes. Maybe it’s just his turn. Vince has a jumbo sausage roll and a cup of tea. Martin has sausages, beans and chips with a glass of milk. Andrew drinks milk and toys with an egg on toast with extra toast. Dave risks his life with the lamb chop and three veg, washing it down with a cup of tea. He eats very slowly.
Peter: Where do you call come from?
Dave: Basildon, Essex. It’s a new town. A lot of people think it’s just a country town but it’s quite built up. Housing estates… and there’s an industrial estate there…
Peter: Have you lived there all your lives?
Vince: Most of our lives, really.
Dave: We were all three or four when we moved there.
Peter: How long have you been together?
Dave: About a year.
Peter: You played under some name you’re not going to tell me [2] and then you found the name Depeche Mode in a French fashion magazine…
Dave: Depeche-ay. It should be Depeche but we pronounce it Depeche-ay. We’re the only people who do.
Peter: It just means “Hurry up fashion”.
Vince: It could do, but we just use it as the word. We didn’t know what it meant till about three months afterwards. We knew “Mode” was fashion but it didn’t really matter. It could have been Depeche-ay Mud.
Peter: It was about ten months ago you went over to just using electronic instruments…
Vince: We played guitars. We had a bass guitar and all that… rhythm guitar… one synth for a little while, and then we had two synths and then three synths.
Andrew: It was a natural thing at the time… just like progressed into it. (Andrew slumps down onto the table, head in hands. He stays like that for most of the scene, only raising his head for the occasional comment)
Vince: Martin had his synths and we liked it. He had broader sounds.
Peter: The first time I remember hearing you was on that Phonogram compilation, the Some Bizzare album…
Dave: We had no sort of recording activities going on at all. Stevo approached us and asked us if we’d like to put a track on this compilation so we thought it would be a good idea.
Peter: There seemed to be a lot of optimism in your track compared to the other stuff, which all seemed to be about gloom in Barnsley…
Dave: Well, it’s not us really. Vince doesn’t write gloomy songs.