The Long Blondes Someone To Drive You Home

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They want to be as good as Abba. Seriously, it’s not irony. As good at writing hit songs as Abba were. Yeah, they like Joy Division and all that, but not half as much as they like Dusty, disco and Del Shannon. Everybody’s talking ‘bout Pop Music. Everybody’s talking ‘bout the Long Blondes.

A quick recap, then.

The aim was to form a fantasy pop group: Nico, Nancy Sinatra, Diana Dors, Barbara Windsor. Sexy and literate, flippant and heartbreaking all at once. With this in mind, the Long Blondes went falling and laughing headlong into the glamorous world of heaving amps onto trains and applying eyeliner in National Express coach stations.

The first kindred spirit to notice the Long Blondes was hip south London independent label Angular Records. Through them, the band released a brace of exhilarating 45s; The Hitchcock-inspired Appropriation (By Any Other Name) and bona fide cult classic Giddy Stratospheres. Both have become indie dancefloor staples ever since, as has most recent release Separated By Motorways, recorded by uber-producer Paul Epworth (Futureheads, Bloc Party) at his request and released on his own Good and Evil label.

The band were leading double lives worthy of Harry Palmer for most of 2005, taking odd days off work to play in New York, Stockholm and Barcelona and signing autographs whilst their bosses weren’t looking. Meanwhile, word was spreading and all three previous singles were capturing the hearts of pop music lovers all over the world.
In December, the band were personally asked to support Franz Ferdinand at Alexandra Palace – A fittingly flamboyant way to end the year.

They kicked off 2006 as recipients of the NME Philip Hall Radar Award (previously won by Franz Ferdinand and Kaiser Chiefs) and played to increasingly frenzied crowds as everyone from the Guardian to Vogue proclaimed the Long Blondes to be the Best Unsigned Band In The Country. The band blushed at such proclamations but, frankly, even the best unsigned bands have to be at the office by nine. Surely Marlene Dietrich never had to work overtime? Even in these less than productive conditions, the Long Blondes spurned the advances of many inappropriate suitors until the right one came along. And it came along alright. In April – almost three years to the day of their incarnation – the Long Blondes signed to the legendary Rough Trade records. The label that brought the world the Smiths, the Strokes and the Libertines had done it again!

The band have recently been recording with Steve Mackey (Pulp, MIA) and Erol Alkan (Trash club) and will be releasing their next single, Weekend Without Makeup, in June.
Set to be the group’s breakthrough single, it shows many of the already established hallmarks of a Long Blondes classic. The witty yet disturbing narratives, the barely contained guitar lines and drum crashes. Like the Slits playing Roxy Music or Donna Summer reciting the collected works of Harold Pinter, the Long Blondes are truly becoming auteurs of the perfect left-field pop song.

In the meantime, the Long Blondes will be performing on the NME New Music tour, which they have been chosen to open. The tour will call at various venues nationwide throughout May. This summer, the band will also be playing dates in Mexico, USA, Spain and Ibiza and have been confirmed to play the Leeds and Reading Weekend.
Determined not to spend the next few months dragging vintage heels through festival mud, the band are also perfoming at Lancaster library and have been asked to play at the opening ceremony of the British Design Council Biennale in Venice.

So that’s them; Sardonic style icon and protagonist-in-chief Kate Jackson, guitarist Dorian Cox, bassist Reenie Hollis, keyboardist Emma Chaplin and drummer Screech. The next chapter of Sheffield’s idiosyncratic musical heritage: The suburban disco fantasies of the Human League, the opulent ridiculousness of ABC, the seedy glamour of Pulp Truly a Carry On cast’s worth of characters all with loves, hates and passions just like yours. It’s a Blonde, Blonde, Blonde, Blonde world. Now just lie back and enjoy it.