Pushkin years ago, and this is going to date me. My best friend Bruce and I used to make mixtapes for each other, actually mixed CDs. We used to spend enormous amounts of time picking the songs and then an even more enormous amount of time on the art for the CD box. My mixes were always named after Pope's for reasons I cannot remember, like Pope Pious to twelfth
with a big photocopied picture of him in some ermine robe. Anyway, the point of the mixes, and I think this is true of everyone who grew up in the mix era, was to find songs that you knew about and liked, and that you believed that your best friend didn't know about and would like, which, if you're talking about someone with whom you've been sharing music, your whole life is a pretty narrow window. Anyway. Bruce put the acoustic re
release of Elvis Costello's Deeptie on a special mix. I think it was for one of my birthdays in my roaring twenties. I just remember thinking two things as I listened to that song over and over again. First, I knew the first version and hated it. And This was the same song sung by the same artist, and now in this form it was magical. How did that work? The second thing I remember thinking is this is why
God invented best friends. I still think that. By the way, here we go the first in our musical encore, Hallelujah. In nineteen eighty four, Alvis Costello released his ninth album, Goodbye Cruel World. I bought it the week it came out, because I bought every Elvis Costello album back then the week it came out. There's a theory in psychology the music you listened to at ages nineteen and twenty is the music that imprints itself most deeply on your consciousness.
If you make a list of your favor it songs, you'll see what I mean. Anyway, I was twenty in nineteen eighty four, so I remember Goodbye Cruel World. I listened to it right away. And this episode is about one song on that album. It's called The Deportees Club. I still have it on vinyl. It goes like this, Oh God, it's awful. My name is Malcolm Bladmo. Welcome to Revisionist History, my podcast about things forgotten or misunderstood. This week I want to go back to Elvis Costello
in nineteen eighty four. I should say you don't have to know anything about Elvis Costello or even like his music to be interested in this story. I'm not talking about Deportees Club as a song, but as a symbol. I'm interested in understanding how creativity works, and I've chosen Depotees Club as my case study for the purely arbitrary reason that I'm obsessed with it, and maybe hopefully you will be two once you're finished. Depotees Club is the second to last song on the B side of Goodbye
Cruel World. The album cover is a picture of a little mountaintop with two trees on it, with Costello and his band members in various strange poses. It's all very eighties. The record was produced by two legends of the British music scene at the time, Clive Langer and Alan win Stanley. You've probably heard some of their work. They did records with Madness, Lloyd Cole, David Bowie, virtually all of the great English new wave hit songs of the nineteen eighties.
He's In early nineteen nineties, Clive Langer and Allan Winstanley were the guys behind the curtain. I don't know if you've ever heard Come On Eileen by Dexy's Midnight Runners, Come On Eileen. Oh, I swear what he means at this moment you mean everything.
Now.
I'm a terrible singer, but maybe you could make that out that song. Langer and Winstanley Clive Langer knows Elvis Costello. Of course they would bump into each other in the way that people in a small world always bump into each other, and new wave music in the nineteen eighties was a small world. At one point, Langer has his own band and he was doing a show in a riverboat in the river Mersey. Costello calls him up and he said, oh.
I'll come up and play a few songs before you go on.
That's Langer. We met at a pub on Lowiston Road in Hackney in North London. He's slightly spidery, with close cropped white hair and oversized glasses and the kind of graciousness that only the English seemed to possess. An absolutely delightful person. My father is English and all older, charming englishmen remind me of my father. We had some tea. It was all very civilized, Okay, back to Alvis Costello.
He came up and played all his best songs, I mean his hits, you know, Alison and everything.
So Alison Costello's first big hit.
And then I had to go on and do my first ever show with the same lineup, and we weren't as good, you know, So I don't know, I didn't know quite how to take that.
If you detect a little bit of friction in that, you're not wrong. Alvis Costello is a genius, and like a lot of geniuses, he has a really strong personality. A few years passed and Costello's record label decides they
want to broaden his commercial appeal. He has a fanatical following among those who know New Way music, but the label wants a big commercial hit, so they turned to the hit makers Langer and win Stanley, and the two of them produce a record for Costello called Punch the Clock, which has a number of absolutely exquisite songs, including Shipbuilding, which Langer co wrote with Elvis Costello.
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New sculting Shoes Fun. You collaborate on Punch the Clock?
Yeah?
And you like that album?
Yes? He doesn't, and he doesn't know.
Why is he unhappy with it.
I think it was just too commercial for that time, and he wanted to write something simpler, more live, more. You know. He's more of a purist than I am, so I was brought up with psychedelic pop in the mid sixties, so I was kind of like, oh, yeah, we can do this, we can do that, you know, and he's like, oh, I want it to sound real and black pop dinner or something.
You know.
But when you get that right, that's amazing.
I want to hear a little bit more about Punch the Clock, about whether those differences in perspective had an impact on the way the record turned out.
Not so much. On Punch the Clock. We didn't have tension. We had tension later, which I'll talk to you about what we did have. When we did the playback Punched the Clock, we got quite drunk and played it back really loud, of.
Course they did, and how much would you kill to a bit in the room with.
Them, and he kind of freaked out, said it's all rubbish, you know, it's terrible, it's terrible, and I was like I had to, you know, calm him down a bit, and we all carry it on.
When the time comes to make the next album. Costello turns to Langer and Winstanley again, only this time.
The first thing he said is that I want to call it Goodbye World. I think it's going to be my last album, which he didn't even tell the band, so he was confiding in me.
They do a first run through recording all the songs live. Langer is the producer, the one who's supposed to be running the show, but immediately there's an issue. Alvis basically takes over.
Because he's quite a forceful, powerful guy, very eloquent and you know, lovely, but you can sort of barge in and start changing things, you know. So I remember saying to it, thanks for letting me be here to listen to you and make your record, you know. But I don't think it should go like that. Shouldn't be like this, you know. So it was a bit. We're a bit of a standoff. I think he went out and bought a half bottler gin and.
I asked Langer and why Costello said this was going to be his last album. It's not like he was an old man ready to retire.
He wasn't even thirty. It's just he'd had a lot on his back you know he'd been through a lot. I don't know if he wanted to carry on playing the game at that point.
The result is disastrous. I hated Goodbye Cruel World when I first heard it, and remember, I'm a massive Elvis Costello fan. A couple of years ago, Costello did a television variety show called Spectacle Ladies.
And gentleman, will you please welcome to the stage.
I want to list to Nick Lo.
And in the episode where he interviews Nick Low and Richard Thompson, the camera pans the audience and twice you see me grinning madly as I said. I'm a massive Elvis Costello fan, and believe me when I say Goodbye Cruel World was unlistenable, especially Deportie's Club. He was angry and loud and upsetting. And I'm not the only one
who feels that. In nineteen ninety five, the album is re released by Raycho Disc Records, and Elvis Costello writes in the liner notes, congratulations, you've just purchased our worst album. You have to kind of admire his honesty. Except on that same re release, Costello includes a new version of Deporte's Club, one of the songs on the original album he hates so much he gives it a new melody
and plays it by himself. An acoustic version, shortens the title to Deportee, fiddles with some of the lyrics, and it never appears anywhere else, just on this random re release by Rico disc Records, whatever that is. And I would never have heard it except that my friend Bruce ran across it and played it for me. Bruce, by the way, was also in the audience of that Elvis
Casseillo TV show, grinning madly. Anyway, Bruce and I used to make mixtapes for each other, and he puts this new version Deportee on a mixtape for my birthday, and I become obsessed with it. I'll bet I sing parts of it to myself almost every day. I don't really know why, but it might be one of my favorite songs ever. There's a line in it that jumps into my head whenever I'm sad. It's so perfect, a little couplet about the dissolution of romantic love and you don't
know where to start or where to stop. All this pillow talk is finely tall ging shop.
Can we play it?
Yeah? I'm in the pub with Clive Langer, the producer of the original awful version Deportees Club. Strangely, he'd never heard the new, obscure and amazing version of the song he produced so long ago.
Want to hear his new version? Yeah?
So I found it on my iPhone and Langer leaned his head over the table so that his ear would be right next to the tiny phone speaker. MS is the one in the air, dir.
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It sounds like he's on the song, but he didn't know at the time either that that's what saw. I mean, that's what's sort of fascinating that. Yeah, neither of you in the moments.
No was sometimes you know, if it's not sounding right, maybe I don't know, maybe we were not focused enough, you know, maybe we were making a record, but we were miles away.
You know.
In the end, they Elvis Costello and his producers all thought they had put out something mediocre. What they didn't understand until much later was that that mediocrity contained a bit of genius. It's just that it hadn't become genius yet. That's what I want to talk about, time and iteration. What happens when genius takes its sweet time to emerge. I know that this is just one three minute song.
Maybe you don't even like it, but every time I hear I think the same thing, which is this is something that gives a lot of people in the world pleasure, including me. And it almost didn't happen. If Elvis Costello doesn't go back and revisit Deportees Club turn it into Deportees, we miss all that beauty, and the thought of that breaks my heart. There's a theory about creativity that I've always loved. It's an idea that an economist named David
Gailnsen came up with. Gailenson is an art lover, and it strikes him when looking at modern art, that there are two very different trajectories that great artists seem to take. On the one hand, there are those who do their best work very early in their life. They tend to work quickly. They have very specific ideas that they want to communicate, and they can articulate those ideas clearly. They plan precisely and meticulously, then they execute boom. Gailensen calls
them conceptual innovators. Picasso is a great example. He bursts on the scene in his early twenties and electrifies the art world at the turn of the last century. I think that someone like Picasso is who we have in mind when we think of that word genius. But Galenson says, wait a minute, there's another kind of creativity. He calls it experimental innovation. Experimental innovators are people who never have a clear, easily articulated idea. They don't work quickly when
they start off. They don't really know where they're going. They work by trial and error. They do endless drafts. They're perpetually unsatisfied. It can take them a lifetime to figure out what they want to say. Who's a good example. Seisson, every bit as famous and important a painter as Picasso, may be the greatest of the Impressionists who reinvent modern art in Paris in the late eighteen hundreds. With Seison's genius and Picasso's genius, they could not be more different.
Why don't we start with your favorite?
Do you have a favorite in this field.
Maybe my favorite at the moment is that one the big.
I'm talking to a man named John Elderfield. He's a season expert, and he took me to that gallery at the Metropolitan Museum in New York where they have all of their seisons, easily a few billion dollars worth of paintings in one room. And it took only about five minutes wandering from picture to picture with Elderfield to see experimental genius in action.
So this is one of the many portraits of his wife's that Saysan made, and it's one of four pictures done in a short period of time when they were living together in Paris.
The seison we're looking at is a picture of a middle aged woman seated. Her head is tilted slightly to the side. As with a lot of Seison's portraits, we can see only one of her ears. He didn't like doing the second year. She's sitting quietly, almost floating in the chair and kids.
Arguably, you know, one of the greatest portraits that he did.
It's one of a series of four similar portraits. Elderfield says that the first two are a little smaller, looser, maybe one traced from another, and then a third much like the one we're looking at, but without any background painted in just the figure. Is this very typical of the way he worked? So he does essentially comes back to her four times.
Yeah, and then he gets it right.
Notice my assumption here, because what I was thinking when I said that bit about he gets it right the fourth time was that if Saeson did four versions, he must have been marching towards some kind of preordained conclusion. He has an idea and he's perfecting it. But that's not seyson Standard practice is you do a sketch, work out the problems, do a finished version. Seyson kind of
starts in the middle. The fourth version of Seeson's portrait of his wife, the one we're looking at, is less finished than his second and third versions.
Well, for example, here you can see this unfinished parts are putatively unfinished parts. I mean like the area of the dress there where there's like you can really see the grounds of the canvas, and all the way through the lower part. You know, you can see who's been putting these breast strikes down and not actually filling them all together.
Seizan didn't work according to some clear linear plan. He basically just did versions over and again, iteration after iteration, trying to stumble on something that seized his imagination. Many of Saizan's paintings are unsigned because he doesn't want to admit to himself that he's done. He does portraits of his art dealer, Ambrose Viallard, and he makes him come for a hundred sittings.
One hundred, one hundred.
Normally they would be how many now, I.
Mean normally for portraits it would just be a relatively short number, I mean five or something.
Why does he need one hundred exactly?
I mean, what's what's he doing? All the time?
Z was never finished? This is what David Gillinson means by experimental genius, and Galenson points out that you can see this creative type in virtually every field. Herman Melville publishes Moby Dick when he's thirty two, writes it in a heartbeat.
He's Picasso.
Mark Twain publishes Huck Finn when he's in his late forties, and it takes him forever because he ends up obsessively rewriting and rewriting the ending. He says on Orson Wells does Citizen Kane when he's twenty four Picasso. Alfred Hitchcock doesn't reach his prime until his mid fifties, after he spent his entire career making one thriller after another, playing
with a genre over and over again, says On. But there's one field where I think Galenson's theory plays out the most powerfully, and that's music.
It goes like this, the fourth fifth, the monifold, major lift, the baffled kiing loompos Helua Hellelua, hallelu.
Helua.
That's the song Hallelujah. It was composed by the Canadian songwriter Leonard Cohen. But basically everybody has done a cover of Hallelujah. Rufus Wainwright, You Two, Jeff Buckley, bon Jovie, John Kle, Bob Dylan, I could go on. It's featured in countless TV and movie soundtracks. If you ride the New York City subway on a regular basis, you'll probably
hear a busker singing it virtually every day. Like a good Canadian, I go to a Canada Day celebration every year at Joe's Pub in Manhattan, where local artists sing cover versions of Canadian songs. Every year, someone does a version of Hallelujah. Every year it brings down the house. And here's what's in thinking about that song. It is so not Picasso, it is Seyson textbook seison. A few years ago, the music writer Alan Light wrote an absolutely
wonderful book, an entire book on the song Hallelujah. It's called The Holy of the Broken. And one of the big themes is how peculiar Leonard Cohen is. He's a poet, a tortured poet.
He is a writer in that way that he labors over what these lyrics are, line by line, word by word, throws a lot away, spends a great deal of time, and Hallelujah, famously, out of all of these, is probably the song that he says bedeviled him the most.
That's Alan like, he came by my house one day to talk about Hallelujah.
He sort of was chasing some idea with this song and couldn't find it and just kept writing and writing and depending when he tells the story, wrote fifty or sixty or seventy verses, which just for this song, which.
I mean, you've been writing about music for many, many years. Have you ever heard of a musician who wrote eighty different I.
Don't think so. I mean, and I don't know what that. I don't know if that means variations on verses, I don't know if that means entirely like how much of this is exaggeration, But it doesn't matter. It's a whole
other level. Well, there's the famous story that you know, Leonard Cohen and Bob Dylan have this kind of mutual admiration thing, and apparently they met up in the eighties at some point they were both in Paris, and they went to meet at a cafe and Dylan said, oh, I like that that song Hallelujah, which is a fascinating piece of this story that really the first person who paid attention to Hallelujah as an important song was Bob Dylan. But he said to Leonard, you know, I like that song.
How long do you work on that? And Leonard said, I told him that I'd worked on it for two years.
Which was a lie. Cohen later confessed it took him much longer. Then Cohen asks Dylan how long it took him to write the song I and I.
And Bob said, yeah, fifteen minutes.
Dylan is picasso with Leonard.
It's not the first thought best thought school at all, and he talks about, you know, being in a hotel room in his underwear, banging his head on the floor because he couldn't solve this song, Hallelujah.
Leonard Cohen spends five years writing Hallelujah. He finally records it in nineteen eighty four. It's for an album called Various Positions. When Cohen finishes recording the songs, he takes them to his record label, which is CBS. To the head of CBS, who's this legendary figure named Walter Yetnikoff, who's the guy who releases Michael Jackson's Thriller and Bruce Springsteen's Born in USA? Not a dumb guy. Yetnikoff listens to Cohen's songs and says, what is this? We're not
releasing it. It's a disaster. The album ends up being released by the independent label Passport Records. It barely makes a rip. And if you go back and listen to that first Hallelujah and try to forget how beautiful future versions would be, the song's failure makes sense. It's not there yet. There's an essay written by Michael Barthel about the trajectory of Hallelujah, and he calls Cohen's original version so hyper serious that it's almost satire. Kind of turgid,
isn't it. But Cohen's not done. He keeps tinkering with it. He plays it in concerts, and he slows it down. It becomes twice as long. He changes the first three verses, leaving only the final verses the same. The song becomes even darker this time around.
Yeah, I'll see your flag on the marble of the lodge.
But listen, love, Love is not some kind of pigtorim much.
No, it's cool.
It's severa brocale.
How landed you?
How?
One night, Cohen is playing this version at the Beacon Ballroom in New York, and the musician John Cale happens to be in the audience. Kyle is a legend, used to be in the Velvet Underground, a really pivotal figure in the rock and roll of vant garde. He hears this song come out of Cohen's mouth and he's blown away, so he asks Cohen to send in the lyrics. He wants to do a version of it, so Cohen faxes
him fifteen pages. Who knows what the lyrics actually are at this point, Cale says that for his version he took the cheeky parts. He ends up using the first two verses of the original combined with three verses from the live performance, and Cale changes some words. Most importantly, he changes the theme and brings back the biblical references that Cohen had in the album version.
Maybe there's a God about all?
I ever love?
From love?
How does shoot at someone who are to you? It's not a cry you can hear at night. It's not somebody you've seen the line. It's a corner ansomer, Olganilluiall.
Cale is really the one who cracks the code of Hallelujah. According to Alan Knight, this cover version appears on a Leonard Cohen tribute album put together by a French music magazine. It was called I'm Your Fan. Came out in nineteen ninety one. Almost nobody bought I'm Your Fan, except weirdly me. I think I found it in a remainder bin in a little record store on Columbia Road in Washington.
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Another person who bought I'm Your Fan was a woman named Jeanine who lived in Park Slope in Brooklyn. She was good friends with a young aspiring singer named Jeff Buckley. He used to house sit at her apartment, and one time when Buckley's there, he happens to see the CD of I'm Your Fan. He plays it. He hears John Cale's version of Hollelujah and decides to do his own
version of that version. He performs it at a tiny little bar in the East village called Cheney, where he happens to be heard by an executive from Columbia Records. So Columbia Records ends up signing Buckley, and he records his version of Hollelujah for the album Grace, which ends up being Buckley's first and only studio album. It came out in nineteen ninety four.
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Now I'm guessing that Buckley's version is the one you're most familiar with. It's the famous one, the definitive one. It's not really a cover of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. It's a cover of John Cayle's cover of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah, only with Cale's piano swapped out for a guitar, and of course Buckley swaps out Cale's voice for his own extraordinary voice.
Alleluia.
Every subsequent cover, and there have been hundreds, are really covers of Buckley covering Kal covering Cohen. So the evolution finally stops. But wait, not really.
Buckley records a song in nineteen ninety four, still nobody particularly pays attention to it. I mean again, in retrospect, we think of Jeff Buckley as this very important figure in this big influence on Radiohead and Coldplay. But nobody bought Grace. Nobody bought Jeff's record. When it came out, it peaked at number one hundred and sixty on the charts or something. It was a huge disappointment after all the hype around him, so that didn't make it a hit.
Buckley is this incredibly handsome man, looks almost ethereal like Jesus, with that incredible voice. But none of that is enough until nineteen ninety seven, when something tragic happens. Buckley's in Memphis and he goes swimming in one of the channels of the Mississippi. He's wearing boots and all his clothing and singing the chorus of a Whole Lot of Love by led Zeppelin, and he vanishes, never seen again, and that tragedy suddenly propels his work and Hollelujah into the spotlight.
And it's really kind of you know, as you hit the new century, that's when the snowball kind of starts. The first few covers, the first few soundtrack placements. It's fifteen years since Leonard recorded this song.
Fifteen years and think about how many incredible twists and turns that song takes before it gets recognized as a work of genius. It just happens that the independent label Passport Records releases the first version after the album It's on is rejected by CBS Records. Then Leonard Cohen doesn't give up, keeps tinkering and performing new versions of Hallelujah. John Cale, one of the most influential musicians of his era, happens to hear Cohen doing that. He revises the song
some more. Cale's version goes out on the obscure French CD I'm a Fan, which goes now nowhere except Janine's living room in Park Slope, and Janine happens to have a house sitter who happens to play it happens to like it and happens to have an ethereal amazing voice. Buckley's version goes nowhere until he happens to die under the most dramatic and heartbreaking of circumstances, and then finally we recognize the genius of this song. But think about
how fragile and elusive that bit of genius is. If any of those incredibly random things don't happen, you probably would never have heard Hallelujah. I don't think this crazy chain of happenstance matters so much with conceptual innovations. Paul Simon one says, A Bridge over Troubled Water one of the most beautiful pop songs ever written. It came so fast, and when it was done, I said, where did that come from? It doesn't seem like me. The song came
out perfectly. You can evaluate it right away. It doesn't require fifteen years worth of twists and turns and random events. The world is really good at capturing conceptual creations, or at least we don't miss as many conceptual works because they don't require that the stars be perfectly aligned. But if you're Seyson and the first version you produce is just a starting point, and you never know exactly what you're doing or why, or whether your work is finished
or not. The stars really do have to be aligned. Sezon was his own worst enemy in a way. He threw up barrier after barrier. He wasn't thinking of us when he painted his paintings. That was really John Elderfield's point. The art of the experimental innovator is elusive.
There are some of them which now are in museums, which we know he had tried to destroy. I mean, and you can see in some of them the cases of where he slashed their canvas.
Says, why would he destroy his own canvases?
You know, he.
Had certain ideas about what he wanted to do and felt he actually never was actually getting to that point. There are other paintings done much later where he simply abandons them. And Picassa said that you know what actually engages is says An's dart, his uncertainty. He's obsessive, you know, he's absolutely just totally obsessive.
Alvis Costello Deputy in its original flawed form, it comes out in nineteen eighty four, the same year, by the way that halle Lujah first came out and I'm not sure that's a coincidence, because nineteen eighty four is a very particular moment in pop music. The biggest album of that year was Michael Jackson's thriller Pop Music, Glass to Perfection. There's not a single stray note or emotion on that record. It's the antithesis of songs like Hallelujah or Deportee. Along
comes Costello. He wants to make an album in the midst of that cultural moment, and he's not interested in glossy perfection. His marriage is breaking up, he's having financial difficulties. He says later that Langler and Winstanley were ill equipped for dealing with someone of my temperament at that time. A nurse with a large sedative syringe might have been more appropriate. Costello writes a series of dark, emotional, bitter songs, gritty and spare, to match his moods. Something not nineteen
eighty four. Meanwhile, Langer and Winstanley have been brought on board to produce Hits, Polished Exquisite.
Every little bit was pondered over and thought about and put together very carefully. I mean, you had bands like Scritty Polity at that time. You know, spending nine months on a song and Trevor Hall and spending four weeks on the snare sound for Two Tribes.
Two Tribes was an album by a hugely popular band called Frankie Goes to Hollywood and they spent a month just getting a particular drum sound.
Right, So we weren't that Pendickette, but we were dealing with a world that was, you know, perfection. It was we were trying to make perfection.
You can imagine what happened when that world collides with Alvis Costello.
And some of it just sounded like I mean, even the band were kind of not very excited by some of the material. So it wasn't a great experience. But we did it very quickly. But does quickly mean in the time it took Trevor on to get a snare sound for Two Tribes, so it's about three or four weeks. Yeah, the whole album.
It was a mess perfectionism in a hurry. That's how you get to the bitter words. Congratulations, you've just bought my worst album. Goodbye Cruel World is not good. It's unlistenable, but it's what happens next that matters. You know, how people always say, put your failures behind you, get on with your life, never look back. Alvis Costello does none of those things, because he's says on, He's not Picasso.
He carries around a little black book where he writes draft after draft after draft of the songs he's thinking about. He changes lines in the middle of songs he's already recorded. He re arranges songs at different tempos or in different time signatures. He cannibalizes his own work, creating new songs out of old songs. And I don't know where to start or where to stop. He doesn't want to sign
his name to the painting. And thank god there are people like him and seys on in this world, because without the obsessives and the perpetually dissatisfied, and the artists who go back over and over again repainting what others see has finished, we would never have seen the beauty of deportee.
And you don't know where stop with?
Stop All this pillow talk is nothing, Ma, then fine talking shop.
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