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George McFall, affectionately known as Geo and
vocalist/guitarist for Serial P.O.P. set sarcasm and cynicism aside to have a
talk with Soundnova.
Needless to say we’re very
much looking forward to it. What I like about American audiences is that they
don’t tend to mind if you’ve got a bad haircut, or a less than flattering
outfit. In Britain it’s inexcusable. What I’m scared of, however, is all
those American bedroom guitarists talking about effects pedals and things I know
nothing about.
Most of the White Sex Male
album was recorded in LA and myself and David (Simandi) spent some time in New
York with a previous band. Being locked up in an air conditioned studio isn’t
generally the best way to see a country, however, and we’re all looking
forward to witnessing what lies beyond the cities walls from the confines of our
Vengabus.
Enormously. For a start DWL
were a medieval/punk/cabaret band fronted
by a cross dressing, Victorian entertainer, singing in Chaucerian English. Dave
(who now plays bass for the P.O.P) played drums while I was on bass. We had lots
of fun, playing squats in Holland, France and Germany but at the end of the day
me and Dave turned out to be pop sluts and left eventually to form the
commercial atrocity that is the serial P.O.P.
I recently made a trip up to
Edinburgh to contribute to Dominics latest record with members of Scotland's
spazcore elite, badgewearer and firestone: legend of the hawk (I’m still jenny
from the block).
The last proper row we had was
when I spotted him washing the dishes in the most hideously inappropriate manner
i.e starting with the pots and pans and finishing with the glasses. Stuart (Bastiman)
tried to step in but it inevitably ended in severe battery and a visit from
both the police force and the ambulance service. Generally speaking we
get on fine, more husband and wife than brothers (me being Liz Taylor, Tom being
a fey Richard Burton). Stu is the houseboy.
Certainly not, what surprises
me is that it’s taken this long. P.O.P initially stood for ‘piece of piss’
which means easy in this country. I can’t pretend it’s been easy and when
we’re asked what P.O.P stands for these days we usually say ‘pirates of
penzance’ or something equally hilarious.
Well it could either indicate
that I’m only interested in having sex with women of a Caucasian persuasion or
it could be me, very modestly, admitting to being a white man from the first
world (surely the most embarrassing thing there is to be these days). I got out
the shower one morning and wrote it on my mirror and it looked really good.
That’s the long and the short of it. Our label in LA don’t want to reproduce
it onto t-shirts for fear of nazi connotations.
By the time she arrived on set
we were all rather inebriated and it turned out ms. Morgan had a severe aversion
to banana’s. My romantic scenes were ruined by Stu and Jeff Dowd smearing my
face and mouth with banana’s. I managed to get a little kiss and cuddle in
with Jeff while no one was watching, however,
and I must say I’ve always preferred sweaty old men to sexy, blonde
girls.
Back
in the early nineties in Scotland when we all used to take e’s and dance to
hard house and there was always a
certain breed of raver that one would come across: old punks left over from the
seventies, always the staunchest of party goers, if somewhat wobbly on their
feet. Jakey means wino in Scotland. It’s basically a song about being too
drink and drug addled for your years and trying to dance like a fifteen year old
.
On the contrary, I
play squash, organize jumble sales for Rwandan land mine victims and have
been a life long devotee to the church of England, I just pretend to be jaded to
impress the girls at book group.
The very name serial
P>O>P is us bragging about our mediocrity and, further more, embracing it
from the offset. Serial , as in recurring, and pop as in popular music/piece of
piss = same old, same old, same old. I should also point out that we are in no
way afraid of pretension.
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