THE HITMEN
AND HER
by Imogen Wall.
Imagine if Eminen was a woman. Tori Amos did, and twisted his bad-boy
lyrics around, giving women the upper hand instead of the upper cut.
Imogen Wall talks to the star about her new album of feminist cover
versions-
It's a fair bet than even in Led Zeppelin's heyday, not many of the
guitarist's fans 11-year old girls. It's an even safer bet that fewer
still were child prodigies training to be classical pianists. But back in
the early 1970's, a certain flame-haired schoolgirl from Baltimore's
renowned Peabody institute was in love. She'd already abandoned Beethoven
for Hendrix - a liaison that got her expelled. But she was unfazed. "I
didn't care if Beethoven made mathematical sense", she said later. "I
wasn't creaming."
The girl of course, was Tori Amos, who's since made a career pursuing
her own unique worldview with a praiseworthy disregard for the opinions of
others, be they teachers, parents or, latterly, her record company. When
she presented East West with the first of her astonishingly confessional
albums, Little Earthquakes, in 1991, the label was so nonplussed they sent
her to Britain, figuring that us crazy Brits might somehow "get" the Amos
vibe.
Over here, the music media were equally gobsmacked by this diminutive
red-head who was equally at ease singing a capella about rape and
winsomely declaring her belief in fairies. Their reaction was to dub Amos
as "kooky". But thanks to a string of imitators - stand up Alanis, et al -
her confessional style has now moved into the mainstream. So she's
switched tack, producing a collection entirely of other people's songs.
Strange Little Girls is a cover album unlike any other. Amos has taken
compositions written by men, mostly about acts of violence involving
females, and inverted them, so "giving the women a voice". She hasn't
changed a thing lyrically, but some of the tracks - there are songs from
10cc's I'm not in love to Eminem's 97 Bonnie & Clyde - are recognisable.
These are covers as covers should be: old familiars twisted into something
startlingly new. The result is truly unfashionable: an unashamed feminist
project.
So where did all this come from, Tori? The subject of all this
controversy is holed up in a ludicrously fashionable hotel - its lean,
pale lines make her scrunchy red hair and bright blue thousand-yard-stare
even more intense than usual. Given her media image, I'd half expected her
to be about to slit her wrists. But she's curled up on the sofa patting
the space beside her. "I don't bit" she smiles.
For Amos becoming a mother has "changed everything". Today she's
cracking jokes about her latest hobby: nappy-changing. Like most new mums,
she can't stop talking about her baby:Natashya is her first child and the
inspiration for Strange Little Girls.
Natashya's arrival is especially poignant because Amos had previously
suffered three miscarriages. While most celebs would yell for the PR
minder if you dared raise the subject, Amos launches into an account of
her failed pregnancies, unprompted. And listening to her is harrowing. In
person as in her music, she has a way of making you fell exactly what
she's experienced.
"It's the hardest thing, cos it's not like you can make it go back
inside. You say, what can I do? I was cutting deals with every deity there
is, you know, trying to do anything to negotiate that." She pauses,
holding my hand and close to tears. The room is very quiet. At last, very
softly, she says: "It wasn't meant to be."
For an Amos observation, this unusually grammatical. Most of the time,
she doesn't really do sentences. She talks like most of us play hopscotch,
leapfrogging from Native American rights to Greek mythology, and at times
it's hard to keep up. But Amos isn't just chattering - there's unorthodox
insight and unmistakable flashes of steel in everything she says. it's the
same combination of ferocity and disorienting intelligence that
characterises the new album.
Her astonishing cover of 97 Bonnie & Clyde, in which she turns
Eminem's murderous fantasy into a terrifying expose of domestic violence
(she sings as the dying mum) may grab the headlines. But there are plenty
more re-workings that are just as audacious. Some are outstanding, some
fall flat, but all are worlds apart from the originals.
It was while nursing Natashya, listening to artists like Eminen on the
radio, that she started to notice "some people's malice towards women and
gay men. There just seemed this need to demean." Like most new parents,
Amos started worrying about the kind of world awaiting her daughter. Using
a 'laboratory' of male friends, she asked them for songs that resonated
with them. Eminem's misogynistic ode aside, the answers she got ranged
from Slayer (Raining Blood) to Depeche Mode (Enjoy the Silence).
But merely covering the songs was never going to be enough for Amos.
In her mind, every woman on every track became almost real; each
approached her and said "I have a point of view on this song". Hence the
photoshoot in which Amos impersonated each of them.
Poring over images from the shoot, her red hair cascading forward, her
expression intense, she talks about these women like they were personal
friends. "She's a call girl," she says of the defiant-looking woman who
represents Happiness is a Warm Gun, a song Amos turns into a meditation on
American gun culture.
The original was written, of course, by John Lennon, himself
assassinated with a gun. "We did some research and found that Lennon's
killer hired a call girl and asked her to provide silent service". there's
an added poignancy here: back in her early performing days, Amos was
herself raped at gunpoint, after she'd given a fan a lift home. This
incident was immortalised in the terrifying Me and A Gun on the LIttle
Earthquakes album.
"I like her," Amos says of the woman she's invented for her version of
Slayer's Raining Blood. "She's the French Resistance girl. Her sister was
killed and this pushed her to do things she never thought she would. I
don't believe she made it. I think the Gestapo shot her, in a field."
Needless to say, Slayer must be bewildered by Amos' version. And
judging by some (unprintable) internet discussions, Eminen's fans aren't
over-impressed by her take on the rapper's work. But Amos neither knows
nor cares about such views. "We had some messages," she says without
concern, steel flickering in her eyes. "They had their say on their
versions."
For all Tori Amos' petite frame and seeming fragility, something about
her says, "Don't mess." Eminem can come and have a go if he thinks he's
hard enough. But if he does, my money's on the 'kooky' one.
Strange Little Girls is out on East West Records on September 17.
A review that was also printed in this magazine
Tori Amos
Strange Little Girl (East West)
*** (3 out of 5 starts)
Clever Tori. This is the covers album rewritten as feminist thesis, with the
ginger Kate Bush offering sparse and spooky interpretations of male-penned
songs by The Beatles, Depeche Mode, Slayer, 10cc and others. Ooh, it's
intelligent and oh, it's hard work. You're not sure whether to enjoy it or
write an essay about it. Take her version of Eminem's wife-murdering fantasy
97 Bonnie & Clyde - subversive, subtle and so disturbing that it's virtually
unlistenable. Still, good for clearing out unwanted party guests.