I
FIRST met Jim Kerr in room three hundred
and something of the Columbia Hotel. A
pale, thin figure topped by a grisly mass
of greasy backcombed black hair. Simple
Minds were about to make their Top Of The
Pops debut with a song call 'Promised You
A Miracle' and the album, 'New Gold
Dream', was seven or eight weeks away. Eighteen months
on and I'm back at the Columbia Hotel
although in a different room (101
actually I sniffed edgily for
rats), facing a Jim Kerr looking fitter
and sharper despite a continental shirt
combination that makes his slender frame
appear almost chubby. His natural brown
hair has once again been allowed to grow
through and it forms two semi-fringes,
one uncomfortably perched over each
temple.
After
nearly a year of vinyl quietness, Simple
Minds have issued the 'Waterfront'
single, seen it vault chartwards a have
an LP set for release next February.
"When
I spoke to you before it was right on the
eve of 'New Gold Dream', we'd just done
the single and it was great when it came
out, we were really pleased then. For the
first time we sat back and didn't panic,
being sure that it was in control, like a
complete, focused thing.
"We
went off for six months, toured, came
back and wrote these new songs feeling
very chuffed and smug. But a week later
we found out all we were doing was
writing 'New Gold Dream' part two, which
was really awful. It was big problem at
the beginning of the year. I was drying
up, at least everything I wrote seemed to
be either the same as 'New Gold Dream' or
a parody on it. So we kept touring and
touring, and that's why this is the first
record this year and why there's been no
album, because this mental block came on.
"Then
in September all these manic songs
started coming out that could never have
been on 'New Gold Dream'. There's one
called 'Kick Inside' which could be a Sex
Pistols backing track. And I don't know
how we went from 'New Gold Dream' to
that, but we have, and we're really up
with it. We played this unannounced gig
in Glasgow at the weekend and it just
sounded so rough and raw, but still with
an underlying classiness to it."
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