The Sound of the City: Pet Shop Boys’ West End Girls 40 Years on

Russian history, hip hop, the underbelly of Soho, TS Eliot and James Cagney collided on the dance floor of the Paradise Garage, says Matthew Lindsay, to create one of 1984's perfect singles

โ€œUnder the brown fog of a winter dawn
A crowd flowed over London Bridge
I had not thought death had undone so many
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled
And each man fixed his eyes before his feetโ€

TS Eliot, The Waste Land, 1922

โ€œLondon is just grey echoes, Bad memories, and dreams, And someone far awayโ€ฆ.desperate peopleโ€

Patrik Fitzgerald, โ€˜Grey Echoesโ€™

โ€œTheyโ€™re disturbing and thatโ€™s the best quality you can have as a songwriter.โ€

Liza Minnelli on Pet Shop Boys, 1991

โ€œDonโ€™t push me โ€˜coz Iโ€™m close to the edge
Iโ€™m trying not to lose my head
Itโ€™s like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from going underโ€

Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five, โ€˜The Messageโ€™

In 1983 Neil Tennant was at his cousin Richardโ€™s house in Nottingham. Theyโ€™d stayed up late to watch a James Cagney movie on TV, one of those gangster flicks where the anti-hero crawls out of the gutter by criminal means only to slide back down during the final scenes. Afterwards, around 1AM, while trying to get to sleep in a single bed in a small room, words came to Tennant like shots fired from a pistol:

โ€˜Sometimes youโ€™re better off dead,
Thereโ€™s a gun in your hand,
And its pointing to your headโ€™

He scribbled the results of this flash of inspiration down onto a piece of paper; they were the opening lines to a rap he would complete on the floor of his Kingโ€™s Road flat back in London. Cagney may have provided the trigger but Tennantโ€™s spoken word saga, entitled โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™, was, heโ€™d later say, โ€œcompletely inspiredโ€ by Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Fiveโ€™s โ€˜The Messageโ€™. A top ten hit in the UK the previous autumn, โ€˜The Messageโ€™ was a hip hop game-changer, a shift from party rhymes to brutal street-level reportage, more โ€˜Living For The Cityโ€™ via Gil Scott-Heron than โ€˜Rapperโ€™s Delightโ€™. Chronicling a hellscape of โ€œbroken glass everywhereโ€, piss-soaked stairs and rat and roach-infested apartments, โ€˜The Messageโ€™ was ferocious.

Real-life details (the 1980 NYC transit strike) were fed into the noir horror, grimly culminating in a prison cell with body swinging โ€œback and forthโ€. But Bronx tough stuff collided with Downtown dancefloor fruitiness, mixing Zapp, Byrne/Eno and the Tom Tom Club. While Grandmaster Flashโ€™s collective were initially reluctant to record ‘The Message’ (only rapper Melle Mel actually appears) it was a Tennant favourite during his first year at Smash Hits, where his love of hip hop earned him the nickname Chilli T.

Tennant conceived his own tale of inner-city pressure in an American accent rapping โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™โ€™ to his musical partner Chris Lowe at Ray Robertsโ€™ Camden 8 studio. Yet it came straight from the London heโ€™d lived in since 1973, subtly referencing Gerrard Streetโ€™s Dive Bar, a gay basement drinking den Tennant and Lowe would frequent on strolls through Soho. Many would later think that โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ was about sex workers, but for Tennant it was โ€œabout class, about rough boys getting a bit of poshโ€ prompted by seeing skinheads roaming Leicester square. East meets west in a drama of opposites, reflecting city lifeโ€™s endless extremes. Itโ€™s a dark, paranoid place of shadows and whispering voices, full of demands and desires, be they sex, money, drugs (โ€œhow much have you got?โ€) Faced with myriad pressures and distractions (โ€œtoo many choicesโ€), hearts harden like stone or shatter like glass. Relationships are fragmentary, rootless and disposable (โ€œno futureโ€ฆ no pastโ€). Beneath the escapist lure of the metropolis lies only an inescapable cold reality, โ€œa dead-end worldโ€.

This bleak vision recalled T.S Eliotโ€™s โ€˜The Waste Landโ€™, another masterpiece of urban disenchantment, โ€œa heap of broken imagesโ€ flickering with lonely souls in an โ€œunreal cityโ€, a fractured response to WW1โ€™s ravages. Tennant confessed that he โ€œnever really understood itโ€ but โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™โ€™ emulated the chattering collage of different voices, the mix of demotic and highbrow. Lines that sound snatched from overheard dialogue (โ€œWe wanted our records to reflect the world around us,โ€ Tennant told the BBC) are juxtaposed with Russian history (Leninโ€™s journey from west to east in a sealed carriage, a detail lifted from Edmund Wilsonโ€™s To The Finland Station). The high glam in Tennantโ€™s record collection already bore traces of โ€˜The Waste Landโ€™ from Lou Reedโ€™s Transformer (โ€˜Goodnight Ladiesโ€™) to Bowie. Bowie hadnโ€™t read the poem when Burroughs saw echoes in the singerโ€™s lyrics when they met in 1973. โ€˜Sweet Thing/Candidateโ€™ suggested by 1974 this state of affairs had changed.

The sharp eyes of pop past had seen the bruising reality beneath the romantic metropolitan promise. In1966, the capitalโ€™s swinging scene was eviscerated by The Kinks (โ€˜Dead End Streetโ€™, โ€˜Big Black Smokeโ€™) and Bowie (โ€˜The London Boysโ€™). During punk, it was a place of high-octane danger, full of โ€œHades ladies dressed to killโ€ and โ€œdagger glaresโ€ on X-Ray Spexโ€™s โ€˜Letโ€™s Submergeโ€™, posing a perpetual threat on The Jamโ€™s โ€˜A Bomb In Wardour Streetโ€™ and โ€˜Down The Tube Station At Midnightโ€™. Tennant and Lowe loved Soft Cellโ€™s 1981 single โ€˜Bedsitterโ€™ too, exposing the alienation away from nightlifeโ€™s razzle-dazzle.

A year later the synth anti-pop of Patrik Fitzgeraldโ€™s โ€˜Grey Echoesโ€™ was even sadder, portraying a London of false hopes and bad memories. Like โ€˜Opportunitiesโ€™, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ had been penned around the time of the Toryโ€™s 1983 landslide, when the Thatcher-era truly arrived, when the city, specifically London, became the locus for the dog-eat-dog ethos.

Besides โ€˜The Messageโ€™, 1982 had been full of Tennant/Lowe signposts, โ€˜Planet Rockโ€™, Sharon Reddโ€™s โ€˜Never Give You Upโ€™ and a 12-inch Lowe had bought, โ€˜Passionโ€™ by the Flirts, from NYC producer Bobby Orlando. Tennant raved about its cold shower-inducing โ€œhot disco ignitionโ€ in Smash Hits as he salvaged Orlando productions from the magazineโ€™s dumper box. They strove to recreate their mutual heroโ€™s pulsating post-disco electronics, which could be heard pumping out at Heaven. Tennant eventually used an NYC interview with Sting, while The Police were playing Shea Stadium, as an opportunity to meet Orlando, on 19 August 1983, exactly two years after first bumping into Lowe in a hi-fi shop on the Kingโ€™s Road. Enthusiastic about recording the duo, then called West End, he went on to sign them to a production deal.

The music for โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™, Loweโ€™s squelchy synth bass, came together just days before the pair crossed the Atlantic to work with Orlando; the rap was initially committed to tape with a rhythm track of percussive clatter. As it evolved, a sung chorus emerged and Tennant ditched his โ€˜cornyโ€™ US accent for an avowedly English one. This distinguished it from previous white rap, which had veered from Blondieโ€™s sublime US chart-topper โ€˜Raptureโ€™ to Rodney Dangerfieldโ€™s comic โ€˜Rappinโ€™ Rodneyโ€™. Where Wham! aped current American styles, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ seemed to reroute rap back to WH Auden reciting โ€˜Night Mailโ€™, back to Edith Sitwell, as if theyโ€™d played an integral role in hip hop evolution.

An Orlando-produced version was cut at NYCโ€™s Unique Studios. His Emulator synth was central, providing atmospheric Gregorian choirs and Marcato strings. Samples came thick and fast, from broken glass (a nod to โ€˜The Messageโ€™) to the drum sound from Bowieโ€™s โ€˜Letโ€™s Danceโ€™ to James Brown. Familiar Orlando motifs such as cowbell and that synth-bass placed โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ firmly on the dancefloor. It wasnโ€™t alone. New Orderโ€™s โ€˜Blue Mondayโ€™, another UK single hot-housed in US clubland with an Emulator choir, was released earlier that March. Tennant and Lowe arrived that autumn in a city exploding with dance energy, from Madonnaโ€™s debut to Shannonโ€™s September Freestyle innovation, โ€˜Let The Music Playโ€™. They sampled NY nightlife from the Paradise Garage to Danceteria to Tennantโ€™s favourite, Area, where he found himself standing next to Warhol at the bar. He multi-tasked, dividing his time between recording sessions and launching Smash Hitsโ€™ US analogue, Star Hits.

On 9 April 1984, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ was released bearing their new name Pet Shop Boys, an amalgam of US dance acts like B-Boys and Peech Boys and something โ€œweird and Englishโ€, although, quite simply, Loweโ€™s Ealing flatmates worked in a pet shop. Issued on Orlandoโ€™s Bobcat label in the US, the UK 45 came out via Epic after A&R man, Gordon Charlton had overheard their music on a tape Eric Watson, Tennantโ€™s friend and Smash Hits photographer had played during a shoot. A hit in US West Coast clubs, peaking at 7 in Belgium, reaching the French top 30, it made little impact back home. Bizarrely No.1 magazine preferred the flipside, a vocoder-heavy electro theme for the new moniker. As 1984โ€™s premier league (Duran, Frankie, Wham!) held the top spot and Hi-NRG and Black America filled the charts, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ was lost, sandwiched between Soft Cellโ€™s swansong This Last Night In Sodom in March and Bronski Beatโ€™s โ€˜Smalltown Boyโ€™ that May.

They were dropped from Epic but there was another Pet Shop Boys/Orlando single released outside of Britain called โ€˜One More Chanceโ€™. But the duo became increasingly frustrated with their slow progress working with the producer. โ€œNothing seemed to get finished,โ€ Tennant would later say, telling No.1 Orlando had become distracted by litigation with another act. Extricated from their contract with him, the producer settled for royalties on subsequent albums.

โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ striking sleeve had come from the team responsible for Frankieโ€™s covers, XL Design run by Tom Watkins, a blast from Tennantโ€™s past at Marvel Comics. Watkins had borrowed a Spiderman costume from him for his cartoon glam act Giggles.

In October 1984 they signed a deal with Watkinsโ€™ Massive management company, certain he could sign them to EMI. By March 1985, heโ€™d done just that, though they opted for Parlophone, considering the main label โ€œnaffโ€. With the advance matching his Smash Hits wages, Tennant quit the magazine, declining the opportunity to fill departing editor Mark Ellenโ€™s chair, also turning down another offer to be The Sunโ€™s Bizarre pop columnist.

Released on 1 July 1985, Pet Shop Boyโ€™s Parlophone debut single, โ€˜Opportunities (Letโ€™s Make Lots Of Money)โ€™, produced by Art of Noiseโ€™s JJ Jeczalik and Nicholas Froome cost ยฃ40,000 to make. The Fairlight-sculpted single, assembled over three weeks at various London studios, stalled at 116, its dark satire about hapless schemers and money making at odds with a summer basking in Live Aid glory. PSB then turned to producer Stephen Hague, whose name had appeared on records by World Famous Supreme Team and Rock Steady Crew (heโ€™d received his first solo production credit that June with OMDโ€™s โ€˜Crushโ€™). โ€œNobody wanted us to work with him,โ€ Tennant recalled years later. Despite EMI and Watkinsโ€™ lack of enthusiasm, he was a natural fit. With Malcolm McLaren on 1984โ€™s โ€˜Madame Butterflyโ€™ heโ€™d blended grandiose opera with R&B modernity. As much a fan of Todd Rundgren and Beach Boys as he was Kraftwerk, he shared PSBโ€™s tastes while imbuing them with fresh sonic nuances.

Pet Shop Boys by Eric Watson

As an experiment, they remade โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ with Hague; even though they didnโ€™t own the original masters, they wanted UK audiences to hear it. The recording took place at Londonโ€™s Advision studios on Gosfield Street, where both Bowie and Kate Bush had worked, and Soft Cellโ€™s Tainted Love had been made. Orlandoโ€™s version had been completed in just four hours; Hagueโ€™s redo was finessed over five days. Slowed down to foreground lyrical storytelling, it was less dancefloor-focused; darker, more โ€˜filmicโ€™. Moodier elements from the original remained (choral wash and Marcato strings), random novelty samples, which Hague deemed โ€˜campโ€™ and โ€˜cheesyโ€™, were dialled down.

The Oberheim DMX supplied the beat, while a machine-generated conga part was played live in the studio. The Emulator still dominated, the sampling synth models I and II were both used, not just for those choral/string sounds but a trumpet solo, Hague playing โ€˜wrongโ€™ notes like a jazz player. This expansive sound design meant the song now resembled Bowieโ€™s โ€˜Big Brotherโ€™ more than โ€˜Blue Mondayโ€™. Another addition was Helena Springโ€™s vocal support, at turns stoic and soul-searching, like a glamorous gangsterโ€™s wife stuck in an unravelling crime caper. Even her voice was fed into the Emulator, her highlights sprinkled throughout. .

For the fat, sexy bass part, MIDI was deployed, the state-of-the-art digital interface syncing three synths together, a Yamaha DX7, Roland Jupiter 6 and that trusty Emulator II. 

The final masterstroke came late in the sessions, Hague taking his Professional Walkman, using Dolby C, out onto the street to record city noise as the rain poured down; passing traffic, high heels on pavement. Opposite Advision was Wham! manager Simon Napier Bellโ€™s offices, where fans would congregate outside, their indecipherable voices captured on the recording . From the pneumatic drills that interrupt Lovinโ€™ Spoonfulโ€™s โ€˜Summer In The Cityโ€™ to the speeding trains opening Eurythmicsโ€™ โ€˜This City Never Sleepsโ€™, evoking urban lifeโ€™s hustle and bustle had been central to metropolitan pop. Hagueโ€™s street sounds became the perfect intro for โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™, accompanying hi-hats, a bass drum and Emulator strings, luring the listener into the drama with vivid authenticity.

The โ€˜three dimensionalโ€™ rich sonic detail now mirrored the multi-layered urban panorama of Tennantโ€™s words. Those were refined too, the former editor chiselling four verses into three, losing that clunky Stalin-stallinโ€™ rhyme, transforming a great lyric into pristine pop poetry. The remake also reflected the dazzling, century-spanning scope of influences that had been poured into this slender pop vessel, from Cagney noir to โ€˜The Messageโ€™s street life to โ€˜The Waste Landโ€™s stark modernism.

Pet Shop Boys - West End Girls (Official Video) [HD REMASTERED]

Pet Shop Boys insisted it was the next 45 regardless of doubts from Parlophone. For the video, Watkins instructed directors Eric Watson and Andy Morahan to shoot a London travelogue. Commencing at 6 AM they filmed areas like Aldgate, then followed Tennant and Lowe through markets, along the Thames to Waterloo Stationโ€™s concourse. These street scenes were interspersed with solarized aerial views of landmarks like Tower Bridge, redolent of Bowieโ€™s David Mallet-directed โ€˜Ashes To Ashesโ€™ clip. As much a snapshot of 80s London as films like The Long Good Friday and Mona Lisa, neat touches abounded, from creepy opening shots of shop-front child mannequins to a tramp walking beside them to Lowe semi-boogying as he catches his partner up. With Tennant in his ยฃ400 Stephen Linard overcoat and Lowe in casual clobber, PSB style had evolved.

Theyโ€™d previously hinted at their imageโ€™s mild subversion talking to No.1 in the 10 August 1985 issue. โ€œIโ€™m supposed to be the older character, slightly business looking, shady and odd,โ€ said Tennant, while laddish Lowe was โ€œstreet and naรฏve, easily ledโ€. Tennant added that while his partner looked like he was โ€œwaiting to be led astray by meโ€ฆ the reverse is true!โ€

To the untrained eye, this was just another odd couple synth duo, their smart/dressed down normality breaking with the garish excess and supersized mullets of the high 80s. But those more conversant in gay culture saw a visual dynamic fashioned from a demi-monde of hustlers and Johns, executive realness and rough trade, Noel Coward gent and Joe Orton tough. 

Released 28 October 1985, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ entered the charts at 80, and slowly began to climb. Tom Hibbertโ€™s s review in Smash Hitsโ€™ 6 November issue evocatively conjured the cine-pop mood. 

โ€œA tumble through Soho in the seedy, wee, wee small hours accompanied by the kind of jaundiced horns โ€“ more often found on soundtracks of films about Hollywood actresses hitting the bottle and cracking up with mascara running down their faces (Valley Of The Dolls springs to mind). Set against this, the electronic beats and demi-rap (The Message without the baseball bat) creates an atmosphere of danceteria sleaze thatโ€™s almost sinister. Brrr.โ€ 

On 5 December they made their TOTP debut, Steve Wright introducing โ€œan unusual song by an unusual bandโ€, Mike Smith describing them after as โ€œetherealโ€. During its ascent, multiple formats trickled into record shops, including a Mastermix in a stunning โ€˜Blue Mondayโ€™ meets Ettore Sottsass sleeve, its blocks of colour and dash dots being their first collaboration with designer Mark Farrow. It was nestled in the top ten as 1985 ended. By January 1986 it had dislodged festive chart-topper Shakinโ€™ Stevens, becoming the yearโ€™s first new number one (โ€œDonโ€™t look triumphantโ€, Lowe urged Tennant as they performed on TOTP). Staying at the top for two weeks, โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ would become a global sensation. By May it sat atop the US Billboard Hot 100, also hitting no.1 in Canada, Finland and New Zealand and the top ten in multiple territories, a London song for โ€œevery city and every nationโ€. It fitted snugly onto Please, recorded as it gathered momentum, back at Advision with Hague, with its tales of escape and desire.

โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ reflected a pop zeitgeist oscillating between sonic luxury (the same month saw the release of โ€˜Slave To The Rhythmโ€™ and โ€˜Cloudbustingโ€™) and hard-hitting realism.  Simply Red addressed poverty on โ€˜Moneyโ€™s Too Tight (To Mention)โ€™, The Blow Monkeys tackled AIDS on โ€˜Digging Your Sceneโ€™. As the top-tier acts of the 80s first half fragmented and imploded, aspiration was tempered by a topicality that had been creeping back in since 1984. Soon zany, colourful pop mags like Smash Hits would feature Anti-heroin ads and warnings about AIDS.

Nobody would capture this tension of luxury and heartache in the second half of the 80s, and maintain it, better than Tennant and Lowe. They rerouted British pop back to the ideas-driven year of 1981 โ€“ the year they first met โ€“ when Human League and Soft Cell tilted electronic pop towards clubland, when โ€˜New Lifeโ€™ rubbed shoulders with โ€˜Ghost Townโ€™. But their multi-layered approach and sensitivity to cultural context placed them in the great British art-pop tradition of Bowie and The Beatles, giving mass appeal to the arcane and underground. โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ envisioned the future of dance too. Fast forward to 1991โ€™s Blue Lines by Massive Attack, a sample-heavy, โ€˜filmicโ€™ UK twist on US hip hop and it is not such a stretch to see โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ as a stepping stone towards the Bristol sound. 

Pet Shop Boys would continue to chronicle London life with melancholy and moral fury on 1987โ€™s โ€˜Kingโ€™s Crossโ€™ and 1993โ€™s โ€˜The Theatreโ€™. But these Tory-era narratives would be joined by songs hymning the pre-AIDs โ€˜Land Of Lost Contentโ€™ wistfully recalled in the magic autobiographyย ‘Being Boring’, and now ‘New London Boy’ on the lovely, stirring, elegantย Nonetheless. But โ€˜West End Girlsโ€™ remains the ultimate ode to how thrilling and unforgiving life in the capital can be, โ€œall the promise it heldโ€, as Tennant said, as well as all its potential perils. Itโ€™s been covered by everyone from East 17 to Sleaford Mods, who donated proceeds from their version to a homeless charity, proof that living in the city during tough times is always, to quote The Message, living โ€œclose to the edgeโ€.


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