What It Is

What It Is

I’ve been an avid fan of R.E.M. since first hearing them whilst on holiday in 1990. I’ve also found music by Bristol band The Blue Aeroplanes incredibly cathartic (for want of a better word) since the early ’90s. In particular, the wonderfully twanging, story-telling albums Swagger and Beatsongs.

This afternoon, probably thirty-three (?) years after first hearing the albums, I discover by chance that the “ooh-ing” in the background of their song “What It Is” is only bloody Michael Stipe! He wrote about the re-release of the album on the R.E.M. website back in 2006; the “little remix” he mentions is on Spotify as part of the two-CD set.

Also re-released is the BLUE AEROPLANES lp called SWAGGER, featuring my cello-esque background vocals on the song “what it is”. The band approached me to add a vocal to the song a thousand years ago, and frankly I thought it was a perfect song already and I would only muddy or fuck it up. So I sang a cello part that they had to put in really quietly.

There is a little remix on the 2nd cd in the package where they mixed my vocal up really loud, and you can hear gerards pre-finished lyric; what I consider to be one of their greatest lyrics, and certainly for me, emboldening. I had always wanted to do a dylanesque, or lou reed type vocal on a song [hear it in “end of the world…” or “belong”] but never felt that I could pull it off in an r.e.m. song; having toured with blue aeroplanes through part of May of 1989, I think it gave me the unconscious courage to go for it in what has become one of my favorite r.e.m. songs of all time, “e-bow the letter”. Gerards incanting over stunning guitars, layered like the feelies or john cale and brian ferry, with heavy dollops of neil young; its a great record. Throw it into shuffle, you want to hear one or two songs at a time, not the whole thing [like pj harvey or kristen hersh, or pixies or janes addiction. Or interpol or hidden cameras or antony and the johnsons for that matter]. Awesome, singular, revelatory. Also perfect summer listening.

Michael Stipe in 2006