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Tomorrow belongs to me – bottles

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Beer bottle labels created in 2006 by Gavin Friday and Redman AKA for Beck’s. Other artists to create labels for Becks include Damien Hirst, Gilbert & George and Jeff Koons.


Unter dem Einfluß

A German cultural primer for Gavin Friday fans

Billed as Gavin’s personal tribute to German culture, the recent Tomorrow Belongs To Me shows left several members of the audience scratching their heads. Those who recognised little of the performed material might have wondered exactly how such an apparently random collection of songs reflected Germany’s contribution to the world of the arts. Those more in the know might still have struggled to locate Ave Maria, Bela Lugosi and Iggy Pop in a German context. As ever, there is method to Gavin’s madness. In this feature, we explore precisely how he mined both Germany’s and his own artistic past to create this unique performance.


Tomorrow belongs to me – setlist

As performed on July 28, 2006
ACT ONE
Intro ….’i feel love’ [ Giorgio Moroder]
1. Ave Maria [Bach]
2. In Germany before the War [ Randy Newman]
3. Berlin [Lou Reed]
4. Falling in Love Again [Marlene Dietrich]
5. Lili Marlene [Marlene Dietrich]
6. The Tears of a Lady [Fassbinder / Peer Raben]
ACT TWO
7. Installation No.1 [Einstuerzende Neubauten]
8. The Hall of Mirrors [Kraftwerk]
9 Showroom Dummies [ Kraftwerk]
10. I want More [Can]
11. ‘SPIN THE BOTTLE’
ACT THREE
12. Nosferatu [Popol Vuh]
13. Bela Lugosi is Dead [Bauhaus]
14. Metal Postcard [The Banshees]
15. Theme for Thought [Virgin Prunes]
ENCORE ONE
16.Nightclubbing [Iggy Pop / Bowie]
17. Daddy Cool [ Boney M / Munich Musick Factory]
ENCORE TWO
18. Radioactivity / 99 Red Balloons [Kraftwerk / Nena]
19. Tomorrow Belongs to me [FINALE] [ from the musicals Cabaret and
Annie... and a little bit of Celtic 'Reich' Tiger]
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The Boy in the Bubble

Gavin Friday, “I didn’t come up the Liffey in a bubble”, Spiegeltent 23rd Sept 2003
By Patrick Lynch

If the best artists wear their hearts on their sleeves, then Gavin Friday laid his bare in his Dublin Fringe Festival show “I Didn’t Come Up The Liffey in A Bubble”. From the outset it was clear this was going to be no revelation of the chocolates and roses kind. Walking through the audience of the spectacular Spiegeltent in his green Ireland soccer jersey and shell suit pants, Gavin, the Dublin yob, verbally abused, not to mention pissed on anyone who got in his way via his specially adapted water squeeze cock. To a Big Brother backing beat he played the two faces of Dublin. The pissed, aggressive header of a teenage father, looking for ‘Jacintaaaaa’ to the highly pitched spoiled rotten Southside Sweetie. Both of which could only have struck a chord with anyone from the fair and not so fair city.

Having disposed of his Dunnes Stores ‘shoos’ to anyone who would take them he ambled to the stage and lay on the flat of his back like a man in the gutter looking at the stars. Or maybe a boy in his bed dreaming of Ziggy Stardust? Rising to his feet, he stripped to his underwear and socks, preening and dressing in his room — a pubescent lad torn over just what to wear. And then, having become “Gavin Friday”, fully dressed in his more traditional threads, he told us his story with the aid of poster sized picture boards.

The premise seemed simple. Surely any of us could do it. Just stand up and talk about our lives, loves, influences and failures. But then not everyone has quite seen their vision through to the extent that Gavin Friday has. ‘Handbag Hanvey’ was just one of the school nicknames attributed to a teenage boy who wore long hair, ear rings and ladies dresses and then WENT OUT ON THE STREET. Conventional punk gear could only have been pussyfooting it by comparison. And then there was the conviction. ‘THE DOLE OR THE CIVIL SERVICE’. The general ‘ARSEHOLE’ put downs of his father. The YES versus the NO’s all around. Breaking out of his car-less cul de sac of Cedarwood Road to hang out with the apparently wealthier prods. The Derek Rowans and the Paul Hewsons. Discovering Oscar Wilde at twelve. TWELVE! Having chats with David Bowie in your head, where he spoke back to you in that polite English accent of his.

For each head in the roll call Gavin easily wore a different hat, slipping in and out of character, playing a thousand parts in a one man show. Also featured in the gallery were Jaques Brel, ‘proof that punk started before ’76′ and Kurt Weill where Gav became most playful, totally immersing himself in a sharp and brittle nazi chic narration. But most touchingly of all was the prop for ‘Mr & Mrs’ where the captions were switched in a role reversal over an image of (ex-wife) Rene and himself plucked from a punk youth.

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The innocence of the picture, two lovers side by side in long coats and bushy hair do’s presented an idealistic portrait of pure soul mates. That they split up a lifetime later prompted Gavin to concede that she was the inspiration behind much of his writing. ‘I FUCKED UP, SHE FUCKED UP’. What more could he say really? He finished this part of the set with a spoken word and eventual song version of Joy Division’s ‘Love Will Tear Us Apart’. But if such moments were reflective there were the lighter ones too.

The sheer theatrics of Gavin’s – Bowie- MacBeth, where crouched from a table in the middle of the floor he became drenched in a glorious white spotlight. There was the love for his mother ‘ARE YOU OKAY FOR UNDERPANTS AND SOCKS LOVE?’ The begrudging respect for his father whose lines he steals: ‘he’d live in you ear and rent the other out in flats…’ and still steals for the title of the evening’s show. There was the impromptu reproductions of a Picasso featuring Doreen and Anto, unfortunate enough to be sitting in the front row seats. The tributes to Johnny Rotten. The anointing and kissing of eh, Gavin’s ring. If at the very least Friday is an art junkie and seventies pop culture connoisseur then the message of the evening was ‘GOD HELP OUR KIDS’. Indeed, given what’s out there now what will they ever have the chance to stand on a stage about at forty-three?

Other than that, the evening was as magical and entertaining as the best theatre demands. Gavin ‘Finner’ Friday was as riveting as ever, pushing the limits once again to produce and deliver something completely different. Tonight was extra special though. Tonight he made it personal. Having created the sights, sounds and smells of his city and his own unique place within it, as a fellow Dub, I found this an exceptionally moving experience. The sort that might linger in the head on the Northside Nitelink home.

Is That All There Is

A retrospective concert of the work of Gavin Friday and Maurice Seezer from Each Man Kills to Disco Pig, performed at Vicar Street in Dublin on November 29, 2001.
Musicians: Michael Blair, Julia Palmer, Des Moore, Gary Hughes

Setlist
Intro (‘Is that all there is’ – Peggy Lee)
Disco Pigs (instrumental)
Apologia
You Take Away the Sun
I want to live
Each Man Kills the Thing He Loves
The Boxer (instrumental)
Oh! you pretty things (Bowie cover)
King of Trash
Geek Love
Next
Le Roi d’Amour
Kitchen Sink Drama
Falling off the Edge of the World
Caruso
Is that all there is (Peggy Lee cover)
He Got What He Wanted
Rags to Riches
Cycles (Sinatra cover)
Angel
Port of Amsterdam.

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‘Unsanitised account of the world of Kurt Weill’

‘I wanted a title that said everything and nothing at the same time,’ says Friday about ‘Ich Liebe Dich’, a musical theatre show based on the work of Kurt Weill, commisioned by the Dublin Theatre Festival. ‘They asked us to put together anything we wanted once it involved the music of Kurt Weill.’

For their first performances in Ireland since 1996, Gavin and Maurice were joined on stage by Renaud Pion (wind instruments), Michael Blair (drums/percussion), Julia Palmer (cello) and Des Moore (guitars/banjo).
It is in some sense a return to their roots, as they have used Weill as a touchstone since their earliest collaborations (The Blue Jaysus, 1986). Friday was first introduced to Kurt Weill through the late great Agnes Bernelle, in 1978, and has included Weill’s songs in his live performance over the years, notably ‘Benares Song’ and occasionally ‘Alabama Song’ and ‘Mack the Knife’. Though the songs are of another era, they have not lost their relevance and many of the lyrics to Weill’s music fit the current climate.

Friday: ‘We’re working on about 21 songs and various instrumental extracts, but won’t decide on the final song list till mid band rehearsals. There won’t be much talking and I’d say that about 75 percent of the songs we’ll be doing will be from the Weimar era, with the rest coming from the Broadway era. There won’t be the same theatrics as there was in the Prunes, as in there’ll be no pigs between my crotch. But then again, I’m a theatrical whore — I was born with a spotlight on my head. Anything could happen.’

Fergus Linehan, director of the Dublin Theatre Festival on ‘Ich Liebe Dich’ in The Irish Times: “It is an “unsanitised” account of the world of Kurt Weill which promises to bring him “back into the gutter where he belonged”.

Tivoli Theatre, Dublin
October 8, 9, 11, 12, 13, 14 – 2001

Excerpt from review by Peter Murphy (Hot Press)
‘But really, you have to hand it to the man Friday; he shows no fear. It’s one thing to dominate an audience willing to be dominated, quite another to face the intimacy of a club with your Ich Liebe Dich hanging out.’
Review by Caroline van Oosten de Boer
Gavin, Maurice and the Friday/Seezer ensemble played their second to last sold out ‘Ich Liebe Dich’ show in the Tivoli theater on October 13th, 2001
Somewhere between madness and serenity lies the perfect performance. This was a night where the band was ready for anything and Gavin was in control.
A stillness fills the room, the singer’s on a chair in the middle of the audience, a single light outlining the man who is looking more and more like his 1983 Prune-self.
Renaud breathes into his instrument, conjuring a moribund rattle – a lonely foghorn. From the depths of his imagination, Gavin paints us a corpse, still drowning, a new form of beauty. Then, surfacing, he is Pirate Jenny – prodding people, that’ll learn ya, an I’m not me for the 00′s.
We were dragged along in Gavin Friday’s world where sex is always obsessive, love never bland. There’s never a meaningless note, and there’s an edge to every joke: ‘You are Irish, sir, you can tell by the jumper… sorry.’ Whether raging against the ‘Ibiza-mentality’, a loss of morals, or lamenting a lost love and exorcising the loneliness of an empty house, he’s 100% there. In the moment, living the song.
In the afternoon, at a public interview conducted by RTE’s John Kelly, Gavin stated he wants to ‘get lost in the music’. Consider us equally afloat.

Setlist:
Lost in the Stars
Benares Song
Alabama Song
September Song
Bilbao Song
Speak Low
Lonely House
Mandalay Song
Ballad of Immoral Earnings
Mack the Knife
What keeps mankind alive?
Pirate Jenny
The Drowned Girl
Cannon Song
Oh Heavenly Salvation
Lilly of Hell
Pirate Jenny.

Press release: Ich liebe dich

Ich Liebe Dich
Gavin Friday and Maurice Seezer’s tribute to the music of Kurt Weill
Release date of article
2001-09-19

Eircom Dublin Theatre Festival
Ich Liebe Dich
conceived by Gavin Friday and Maurice Seezer

Music adapted and arranged by Gavin Friday and Maurice Seezer
Directed by John Comiskey

OPENS MONDAY 8TH OCTOBER
TIVOLI THEATRE
Performances 8th, 9th, 11th, 12th and 13th October

Gavin Friday and Maurice Seezer mark their first high profile return to the live stage since 1996 with Ich Liebe Dich (“I Love You”), a production based on the music of Kurt Weill. The show, which encompasses songs from 1920s Berlin to the Broadway musicals of the ’40s, will be staged in the Tivoli Theatre from Monday October 8th to Sunday 14th (except Wed 10th) and will also be filmed and recorded for a live album.

The pair have put together an ensemble that includes Michael Blair, the percussionist best known for his contributions to the blue-lit soundscapes of Tom Waits’ mid-80s classics Swordfishtrombones and Raindogs, and also long-time Friday/Seezer collaborators such as multi-instrumentalist Renaud Pion and English avant garde/classical cellist Julia Palmer. The line up is completed by Irish jazz veterans Dave Fleming on double bass and guitarist/slide/banjo player Des Moore.

For Gavin Friday, Ich Liebe Dich is the fruit of a fascination that stretches back to the days of The Virgin Prunes. During his later days with the band, the singer “was travelling a lot in the early 80s around Germany and France, and I really started delving into the world of Brel, Brecht and Weill. I became an obsessive, getting every recording I could, finding different translations from American recordings, European recordings, whatever. I’m proud to say I must have one of the strongest collections of Weill’s stuff in the country. It’s just a labour of love.

“It’s as awkward and idio-centric as anything I ever do but that’s the way we do it,” he continues. “I’m determined to make it so that if you’ve never heard of Kurt Weill you’ll be able to relate to this. It won’t be just art for art’s sake. It will be a headfuck.” Or, if you like, an artfuck. Aside from Friday and Seezer’s three albums (Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves, Adam & Eve and Shag Tobacco) their extracurricular activities over the past couple of years have included scores for the films The Boxer and Disco Pigs, their collaboration with Pat McCabe on Emerald Germs Of Ireland and Friday’s narration of Peter & The Wolf . More recently, Gavin also appeared on the latest Howie B album, and he and Seezer collaborated with Bono on ‘Children Of The Revolution’ from Baz Luhrman’s Moulin Rouge.

“Ich Liebe Dich is so on the Moulin Rouge trip,” Friday says. “Baz was quizzing me about it, and I says, ‘I wanna bring people on a fantasy, a trip for two hours, sorta tiddle them and fuck with their brains at the same time.’ And within that there are some incredibly evocative and emotional songs as well as some ridiculously camp and aggressive ones. It’s just like getting lost for two hours. I do think it’s quite of the moment in the way that Moulin Rouge is so out of kilter but it’s not. I love putting on a show or making an album as a form of escapism that haunts the fuck out of ya, makes you think, makes you feel happy/sad, or question shit, y’know?”

Ich Liebe Dich runs in The Tivoli from Monday October 8th to Sunday 14th except Wed 10th.

Spoken word at Crossing Border and beyond

When Gavin was asked to do a spoken word performance at the 1994 ‘Crossing Border’ festival in The Hague, The Netherlands, his manager asked him what on earth he was going to do there. He wasn’t too sure himself. Nobody did expect that in the end the man who once sang the line ‘words disobey’ was said to be the embodiment of the festival’s ideals of merging music and literature.

He decked the stage with carpets, tables, chairs, a TV set and flowers – a long settee, a stereo, a hoover, an ironing board. ‘I didn’t bring any musicians, so I brought my living room’. He played records – Chris de Burgh’s ‘Lady in Red’ and bawled along to it before moving on to ‘Kitchen Sink Drama’. He talked about getting poetry stuffed down his throat, being Irish. But Kavanagh, cows and meadows never meant much to him, his muse was definitely Wilde.
The audience lapped up the inuendos of ‘Dolls’ – the words so much clearer than in their musical incarnation. And to top it all off, he broke a long kept vow of never to sing a Virgin Prunes song again. Lost for a suitable encore, he returned to the primal sounds of ‘Sweethomeunderwhiteclouds’.
A repeat performance was staged in Brussels, early 1995.
Shagging Tobacco
In 1996 Gavin and Maurice Seezer worked on a spoken word album, which would feature McCabe’s short story ‘Shagging Tobacco’ from the ‘Shag Tobacco’ cd booklet, set against its re-recorded and remixed music. The album was to appear in a spoken word series that Island Records were planning to release. The series would also feature Jah Wobble (reading William Blake), Marianne Faithful (from her autobiography) and poetry read by Bob Marley. Unfortunately, the people in charge of Bob Marley’s estate calculated it would take them four years to get things ready and work on the series came to a halt. In the meantime, Gavin and Island Records parted company. The ‘Shagging Tobacco’ album was shelved.
Closed on account of rabies
December ’97 however saw the release of the Hal Willner produced Edgar Allen Poe tribute ‘Closed on Account of Rabies’ (buy at Amazon.com), which features several artists reading the works of Poe. Gavin’s contribution is the poem ‘For Annie’: