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Florence Welch is taking her Machine out on tour again, hitting the Metro Radio Arena in Newcastle on March 16. But this time, the UK chart-topper tells Andy Welch, there’ll be no more rock ’n’ roll antics – it’s all about the music
Amid the deliveries, collections and heavy traffic of a west London industrial estate, something very exciting is happening. While one particular unit’s exterior is just as bland as all the others, its insides contain more colour and drama than any of the passing couriers could possibly imagine.
“We’re testing out giant video screens and projectors,” beams Florence Welch. Her Machine, this time around, consists of a guitarist, bass player, drummer, long-time collaborator Isabella Summers on keyboards, a harpist and an assortment of backing singers. They’re more like a gang than a band.
“This tour will be the first time I’ve had backing singers,” she states. “I can’t believe it’s taken this long, considering how much singing there is in my music.”
Alongside the small army of musicians, technicians are tinkering with a state-of-the-art video wall, which Welch loves because it combines art deco styling with cutting-edge technology. When it’s put to her that the description could apply to her and her music, she smiles.
It’s a million miles from her early gigs around 2008, which consisted of her performing backed only by a drum kit.
“Rehearsals have been great so far,” Welch continues enthusiastically. She’s enthusiastic about almost everything.
“This is the biggest show we’ve ever travelled with. It all looks quite professional,” she concludes, giggling. “I’ve been doing this a while now, so it’s about time.”
Whether she feels professional or not, there’s no escaping her fame. Her second album Ceremonials was released in October last year and immediately went to the top of the album chart, selling almost 100,000 copies in seven days. By the end of 2011, it had sold triple that, as well as a few hundred thousand in the United States, where it reached No 6 on the Billboard album chart.
No cliched ‘difficult second album’ for Welch.
“I think I’ll always be slightly dissatisfied with my creative output,” she says, reflecting on Ceremonials. “The idea of finishing something is terrifying to me, because to say it’s finished means you think it’s perfect, and nothing can ever be perfect.
“I’m a control freak, and I’m really proud of this record. It’s one more step to get where I’m going.
“If I’d made the perfect album, I’d never make another one, so it has to be like this. I’m already thinking about the next one.”
While she misses the intimacy of smaller gigs, the 25-year-old Londoner rightly believes her music has the scale to fill cavernous arenas.
Touring, she says, is an up-and-down business; one minute connected to thousands of people, alone in a hotel room the next.
“Everyone gets lonely, I think. Speak to most people in a band and they’d tell you that. I recently read an interview with Adele where she said the same thing. When you’re on tour, you’re in a bubble. Everyone else’s life carries on, all your friends and family back home, but you’re away doing the same thing and not having a life,” she says.
“It’s odd to be lonely, surrounded by so many people, but it all lacks the intimacy of being with one other person.
“Time stands still, and it feels like you disappear for a while. At the same time it’s my dream job.”
Having previously suffered from serious bouts of depression, not helped by endless touring and sacrifices she’s made to succeed in music, Welch says she’s happy now, and is taking the responsibility of being a musician more seriously than ever.
“I’ve stopped doing things that are bad for me,” she says. “I look after myself more on tour. I have a responsibility to the show, as well as the people that have worked on it with me. More so than ever before.
“We’ve got this big show, big stage sets and costumes, and I feel a pressure to honour everything that’s gone into that.
“Plus, I worked really hard on the record and want to give it the showcase it deserves.”
Florence Welch is taking her Machine out on tour again, hitting the Metro Radio Arena in Newcastle on March 16. But this time, the UK chart-topper tells Andy Welch, there’ll be no more rock ’n’ roll antics – it’s all about the music
Amid the deliveries, collections and heavy traffic of a west London industrial estate, something very exciting is happening. While one particular unit’s exterior is just as bland as all the others, its insides contain more colour and drama than any of the passing couriers could possibly imagine.
“We’re testing out giant video screens and projectors,” beams Florence Welch. Her Machine, this time around, consists of a guitarist, bass player, drummer, long-time collaborator Isabella Summers on keyboards, a harpist and an assortment of backing singers. They’re more like a gang than a band.
“This tour will be the first time I’ve had backing singers,” she states. “I can’t believe it’s taken this long, considering how much singing there is in my music.”
Alongside the small army of musicians, technicians are tinkering with a state-of-the-art video wall, which Welch loves because it combines art deco styling with cutting-edge technology. When it’s put to her that the description could apply to her and her music, she smiles.
It’s a million miles from her early gigs around 2008, which consisted of her performing backed only by a drum kit.
“Rehearsals have been great so far,” Welch continues enthusiastically. She’s enthusiastic about almost everything.
“This is the biggest show we’ve ever travelled with. It all looks quite professional,” she concludes, giggling. “I’ve been doing this a while now, so it’s about time.”
Whether she feels professional or not, there’s no escaping her fame. Her second album Ceremonials was released in October last year and immediately went to the top of the album chart, selling almost 100,000 copies in seven days. By the end of 2011, it had sold triple that, as well as a few hundred thousand in the United States, where it reached No 6 on the Billboard album chart.
No cliched ‘difficult second album’ for Welch.
“I think I’ll always be slightly dissatisfied with my creative output,” she says, reflecting on Ceremonials. “The idea of finishing something is terrifying to me, because to say it’s finished means you think it’s perfect, and nothing can ever be perfect.
“I’m a control freak, and I’m really proud of this record. It’s one more step to get where I’m going.
“If I’d made the perfect album, I’d never make another one, so it has to be like this. I’m already thinking about the next one.”
While she misses the intimacy of smaller gigs, the 25-year-old Londoner rightly believes her music has the scale to fill cavernous arenas.
Touring, she says, is an up-and-down business; one minute connected to thousands of people, alone in a hotel room the next.
“Everyone gets lonely, I think. Speak to most people in a band and they’d tell you that. I recently read an interview with Adele where she said the same thing. When you’re on tour, you’re in a bubble. Everyone else’s life carries on, all your friends and family back home, but you’re away doing the same thing and not having a life,” she says.
“It’s odd to be lonely, surrounded by so many people, but it all lacks the intimacy of being with one other person.
“Time stands still, and it feels like you disappear for a while. At the same time it’s my dream job.”
Having previously suffered from serious bouts of depression, not helped by endless touring and sacrifices she’s made to succeed in music, Welch says she’s happy now, and is taking the responsibility of being a musician more seriously than ever.
“I’ve stopped doing things that are bad for me,” she says. “I look after myself more on tour. I have a responsibility to the show, as well as the people that have worked on it with me. More so than ever before.
“We’ve got this big show, big stage sets and costumes, and I feel a pressure to honour everything that’s gone into that.
“Plus, I worked really hard on the record and want to give it the showcase it deserves.”
[Verse 1]
All a lone it was always there you see,
And even on my own it was always standing next to me,
I can see if coming from the edge of the room,
Creeping in the street light,
Holding my hand in the pail gloom,
Can you see it coming now?
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh,
I think I'm breaking down again,
Oh-oh-oh-oh,
I think I'm breaking down.
[Verse 2]
All a lone even when I was child,
I've always known there was something to be frightened of,
And I can see it coming from the edge of the room,
Creeping in the street light,
Holding my hand in the pail gloom,
Can you see it coming now?
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 3]
All a lone on the edge of sleep,
My old familiar friend comes a lies down next to me,
And I can see if coming from the edge of the room,
Smiling in the street light,
Even with my eyes shut tight,
I still it coming now.
[Chorus Repeat] (X2)
All a lone it was always there you see,
And even on my own it was always standing next to me,
I can see if coming from the edge of the room,
Creeping in the street light,
Holding my hand in the pail gloom,
Can you see it coming now?
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh,
I think I'm breaking down again,
Oh-oh-oh-oh,
I think I'm breaking down.
[Verse 2]
All a lone even when I was child,
I've always known there was something to be frightened of,
And I can see it coming from the edge of the room,
Creeping in the street light,
Holding my hand in the pail gloom,
Can you see it coming now?
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 3]
All a lone on the edge of sleep,
My old familiar friend comes a lies down next to me,
And I can see if coming from the edge of the room,
Smiling in the street light,
Even with my eyes shut tight,
I still it coming now.
[Chorus Repeat] (X2)
Are you hurting the one you love?
You say you've found Heaven but you can't find God.
Are you hurting the one you love?
Bite your tongue till it tastes like blood.
Are you hurting the one you love?
So many glasses on the tabletop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
You'd like to stay in heaven but the rules are too tough.
Tough,
It's just too tough.
Tough,
It's just too tough.
Are you hurting the one you love?
When they watched the walls, and the ticking clock.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And was it something you could not stop.
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
When you leave them sleeping on the hollow ground.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And lost for themselves.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And if heaven knows then who will stop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
You said you got to heaven, but it wasn't enough.
You say you've found Heaven but you can't find God.
Are you hurting the one you love?
Bite your tongue till it tastes like blood.
Are you hurting the one you love?
So many glasses on the tabletop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
You'd like to stay in heaven but the rules are too tough.
Tough,
It's just too tough.
Tough,
It's just too tough.
Are you hurting the one you love?
When they watched the walls, and the ticking clock.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And was it something you could not stop.
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Stop,
Could not stop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
When you leave them sleeping on the hollow ground.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And lost for themselves.
Are you hurting the one you love?
And if heaven knows then who will stop.
Are you hurting the one you love?
You said you got to heaven, but it wasn't enough.
[Verse 1]
I've been loosing sleep,
I've been keeping myself awake,
I've been wondering the streets: for days and days and days,
Going from road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
And I believe I believe.
[Chorus]
There's no salvation for me now,
No space amongst the clouds,
And I feel I'm heading down,
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all ri-i-i-i-i-i-ght.
[Verse 2]
And I've been taking chances,
I've been setting myself up for the fall,
And I've been keeping secrets from my heart and from my soul,
Going from road to road,
Bed do bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
But I believe I believe.
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 3]
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lov-er-er-er.
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 4]
You got a road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover, (X8)
No salvation for me now, (X4)
Oh-oh-oh-oh.
I've been loosing sleep,
I've been keeping myself awake,
I've been wondering the streets: for days and days and days,
Going from road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
And I believe I believe.
[Chorus]
There's no salvation for me now,
No space amongst the clouds,
And I feel I'm heading down,
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all ri-i-i-i-i-i-ght.
[Verse 2]
And I've been taking chances,
I've been setting myself up for the fall,
And I've been keeping secrets from my heart and from my soul,
Going from road to road,
Bed do bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
But I believe I believe.
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 3]
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lov-er-er-er.
[Chorus Repeat]
[Verse 4]
You got a road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover and black to red,
Road to road,
Bed to bed,
Lover to lover, (X8)
No salvation for me now, (X4)
Oh-oh-oh-oh.