885686843970 Comingup Booklet

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COMING UP

Coming Up was without doubt the most enjoyable London Suede record to make. Ive always thought of it a s asecond debut and in a very real sense it was, being effectively the first record by a new band. We just happened tohave an old name. Keen to dispose of all of the dank, tortured neurosis of the previous album, we set about makingwhat was to us our pop record, what Mat amusingly called our album to do your hair to. I think this somewhatbelies the quality and depth of the material but the point was we were re-embracing the simple, teenage pleasure ofthe three-and-a-half minute song.

Richard and Neil had joined and I remember feeling like a proper unit again; a hormonal, rowdy, leather-clad gang,wreathed in the smoke of too many Benson and Hedges and determined to re-engage with life.

There were only a handful of people in the world who still really believed in The London Suede at the time and five ofthem were in the band. I suppose I was driven by a psychotic, almost evangelical zeal to prove the doubters wrongand even though there was a lot of work to do I could see the potential within this line up to create somethingwonderful.

It was the summer of 1995 and I would wander round to Richards flat in Kensington Gardens Square and wed sitdown on his sofa bed and write. There were a couple of things which came about through me just bringing along avery simple vocal line and slapping my hands on my knees to approximate a rhythm and hed improvise andintertwine a guitar part. Both She and Filmstar came abo ut like this and straight away we knew we were ontosomething special. For some reason, Dave Stewart had said we could have free studio time at The Church studios inCrouch End so wed also demo there. One day, Simons cousin Neil turned up to borrow a suit. We were working onBy The Sea at the time and it turned out he could play the piano. And so we became a five piece.

The songs kept flowing. I had a tiny, box room studio in my flat in Chesterton Road which smelled of sweat and

rubber in which Id spend hours smoking and writing and dreaming. One day Neil turned up with a wonderfullysticky little guitar piece called Tiswas which screamed with the violence and energy of youth and became the songStarcrazy.

There were endless nights which faded into sunny mornings where me and Richard would sit by the gas fire in myflat listening to records, strumming and singing. After months of writing we still didnt feel like we had the definitivesingle to start the record. But one day Richard came up with a beautiful, elegant chord sequence which inspired meto write an anthem to the outsider, a paean to the prosaic. And so the song Trash was born, possibly my proudestmoment ever as a lyricist. Still documenting the outsider but this time with a smile on its face, Trash suggested thedemi-monde which the characters of the songs on Coming Up would inhabit, a world of pregnancy tests andcheap champagne, drum machines and cellophane; urgent, vibrant and real.

Brett Anderson, 14th January 2011

ALTERNATE COMING UP

Listening back to all this stuff makes me want to re-write history. If I could do it all again Id do it slightlydifferently:

trash

filmstar

lazy

by the sea

she

beautiful ones

starcrazy

this time

europe is our playground

picnic by the motorway

saturday night

disc onecoming upNUDE 6CD, 2 September 1996

The London Suede:Singing Brett AndersonGuitars Richard OakesDrums Simon Gilbert

Electric Bass Mat OsmanKeyboards Neil Codling

Produced by Ed Buller for 140dBEngineered by Ed Buller and Gary StoutMixed by Dave Bascombe and Ed Buller, except Saturday Night mixed by Ed BullerRecorded at Townhouse Studios and Master Rock StudioB-sides produced by Ed Buller, except as noted

Strings arranged by Craig ArmstongCover by Nick Knight, Peter Saville and Brett AndersonPaintbox by Steve SealCover models Lee, Leah, PaulaThe London Suede photographed by Donald ChristieDesign by Howard Wakefield @ The ApartmentWith special thanks to everyone


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trash 4.05(anderson/oakes)

Oh maybe maybe its the clothes we wearThe tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hairMaybe its our kookinessOh maybe maybe its our nowhere townsOur nothing places and our cellophane soundsMaybe its our loosenessWere trash, you and meWere the litter on the breeze

Were the lovers on the streetsJust trash, me and youIts in everything we doits in everything we doOr maybe maybe its the things we sayThe words we heard and the music we playMaybe its our cheapnessOh maybe maybe its the times weve hadThe lazy days and the crazes and the fadsMaybe its our sweetnessWere trash, you and meWere the litter on the breezeWere the lovers on the streetsJust trash, me and youIts in everything we doits in everything we do


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filmstar 3.24(anderson/oakes)

Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car, it looks so easyFilmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonightFilmstar, giving it class, living it fast, it looks so easyFilmstar, giving it class, living it fast tonightWhat to believe in, its impossible to sayWhat to believe in when they change your namewash your brain, play the game again, yeah, yeah, yeahFilmstar, elegance, a terylene shirt it looks so easyFilmstar, an elegant sir in a terylene shirt tonightFilmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car, it looks so easyFilmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonightWhat to believe in, its impossible to say

What to believe in when they change your namewash your brain, play the game againyeah, yeah, yeah


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lazy 3.17(anderson)

Here they come, with their make up onAs lovely as the clouds come and see themBoys and girls and their mums and their wordsAnd their romances and jobs and their sonsBarking mad kids, lonely dadsWho drug it up to give it some meaningFrom the raves and the council estatesTheyre reminding us theres things to be done

But you and me, all we want to be is lazyYou and me, so lazyHere they come, gone 7 amgetting satellites and sky getting cablesBills and Bens and their mums and their friendsWho just really really want to be lovedUncle Teds and their legendary vestsHelping out around the disabledFrom the flats and the maisonettesTheyre reminding us theres things to be doneBut you and me, all we want to be is lazyYou and me, so lazyIts you and me, its you and me, you and me


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by the sea 4.17(anderson)

She can walk out anytime, anytime she wants to walk out, thats fineShe can walk out anytime, anytime she feels that life has passed her byAnd when I start my new life I wont touch the groundIm gonna try hard this time not t o touch the groundHe can walk out anytime, anytime he wants to walk out, thats fineHe can walk out anytime, across the sand, into the sea, into the brineAnd when I start my new life I wont touch the groundIm gonna try hard this time not t o touch the ground

So we sold the car and quit the joband shook some hands and wiped the make-up right offAnd we said our good-byes to the bankleft Seven Sisters for a room in a seaside shackAnd when I start my new life I wont touch the groundIm gonna try hard this time not t o touch the ground...its by the sea well breed...into the sea well bleed...

she 3.38(anderson/oakes)

She, walking like a killerShe, another night another pillowNowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to seeNo education, its the arse of the nationShe is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...She, sh-shaking up the karmaShe, injecting marijuanaNowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see

No education its the arse of the nationShe is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...she...Nowhere faces, nowhere places, no one wants to beNo stimulation in this privatisationShe is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is she

beautiful ones 3.50(anderson/oakes)

High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machineShaking their bits to the hitsDrag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dads suite you hideStaining his name againCracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glueLost it to Bostik, yeahShaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to killGet into bands and gangsOh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones

Loved up, doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely townShaking their meat to the beatHigh on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machineShaking their bits to the hitsOh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful onesYou dont think about itYou dont do without itBecause youre beautifulAnd if your babys going crazyThats how you made meLa, la, la, la...


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starcrazy 3.33(anderson/codling)

Shes star, starcrazy, electric-shock-bog-brush-hairFlat on her back in the 80s, in the 90s going nowhereStar, starcrazy, got a kicking transistor insideA heavy metal stutter that brains meand an electric love in her eyesOh, she dont want educationShe got nothing to sayShe got no imagination (so they say)

Why does she feel this way?Cos shes star, starcrazy, getting stupid on the streets tonightand shaking like a mechanical thingwith an electric love in her eyes


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picnic by the motorway 4.45(anderson/oakes)

Im so sorry to hear about the newsDont you worryIll buy us a bottle and well drink in the petrol fumesIm so sorry to hear about your worldDont you worryTheres a gap in the fence down by the nature reserveHey, such a lovely day, such a lovely daySuch fun, looking at the lovers in a lay-by with my little one

Im so sorry to hear the news todayDont you worryTheres been a speeding disaster so well go well go to the motorwayIm so sorry to hear about the sceneDont you worryJust put on your trainers and get out of it with meHey, such a lovely day, such a lovely daySuch fun, looking at the lorries in the litter with my little oneHey, such a lovely day, such a lovely daySuch fun, looking at the lorries in the litter with my lovely one

We could go dancing, we could go walkingWe could go shopping, we could keep talkingWe could go drinking, we could sit thinkingWe could go speeding, or we could go dreaming, see? oh hey...

the chemistry between us 7.04(anderson/codling)

And maybe were just kids whove grown, and maybe notAnd maybe when were on our own, we dont have much

But oh, we are young and not tired of itOh, we are young and easily leadOh, with all the kids getting out of their headsOh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry?Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry between us?And maybe maybe were just Streatham trash, and maybe notAnd maybe were just capital flash in a stupid loveBut oh, we are young and not tired of itOh, we are young and easily leadOh, with all the kids getting out of their headsOh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry?Oh, Class A, Class B, is that the only chemistry between us?

saturday night 4.32(anderson/oakes)

Today, shes been working, shes been talking, shes been smoking,but itll be alright

Cos tonight well go dancing, well go laughing, well get car sickAnd itll be okay like everyone says, itll be alright and ever so niceWere going out tonight, out and about tonightOh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday nightOh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alrightToday, shes been sat there, sat there in a black chair, office furniture,

but itll be alrightCos tonight well go drinking well do silly things,

and never let the winter inAnd itll be okay like everyone says, itll be alright and ever so niceWere going out tonight, out and about tonightOh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday nightOh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright

Well go to peepshows and freak showsWell go to discos, casinosWell go where people go and let go

Oh whatever makes her happy


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demos

she [greenhouse demo] 2.46(anderson/oakes)

lazy [greenhouse demo] 3.12(anderson)

dead leg (beautiful ones) [four track demo] 3.13(anderson/oakes)

filmstar [church demo] 2.36(anderson/oakes)

pisspot (trash) [four track demo] 5.00(anderson/oakes)

ballad idea (saturday night) [church demo] 3.46(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of saturday night

tiswas (starcrazy) [four track demo] 3.18(anderson/codling)

the b-sides

asda town 3.05(anderson)

originally released as a b-side of the wild onesSunday, Monday we lie aroundBut its not easySomeday, one dayWell get Sky and move awayAnd like the birds well fly tomorrowObscene machines that glide awayAnd like the birds well fly tomorrowAnd like the birds well flyFrom your Asda TownNever coming downCos theyre take, taking it awaySunday, Monday we lie in bedBut its not easySomeday, one day well cashthe cheques and drive away


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together 4.32(anderson/oakes)originally released as a double a-side with new generation

She was standing smoking counting stolen changeDont someone have the guts to complain?Said superman, Im a big fanLets get something straightWell you dont have the guts to complainNow your sons coming out to playYour sons coming out to playWhen youre on your ownStanding by the phoneWe should get togetherGot a supermarket stanceJust taking it hand-in-handWe should get togetherJust think of the life youll saveNot stuck in your early graveWe should get togetherI saw you standing smoking counting stolen changeBut I dont have the guts to complainWell I picked you up, got mixed up with you, thats OKCos now Ive got the guts to complainAnd now your sons coming out to playYour sons coming out to playWhen youre on your ownStanding by the phoneWe should get togetherGot a supermarket stance

Just taking it hand-in-handWe should get togetherJust think of the life youll saveNot stuck in your early graveWe should get together

bentswood boys 3.16(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of new generation

When youre high on diesel nightlyAnd the traffic starts to rollYou smoke a cigarette and watch the black girlsIn a white boys worldAnything is possible for the Bentswood boysWhere the karma comes with the kids and the cat foodYou see Tina push the pramCos she was on her ba ck in his estate carAnd in the back of his van

Anything is possible for the Bentswood boysFor the Bentswood boys (things are happening)For the Bentswood boys (mmm...tell it like it is!)Dont take me down, dont take me downDont take me down south

All songs published by Universal Music Publishing Ltd, except Starcrazy and The Chemistry Between Us published byUniversal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.

disc twothe b-sides

europe is our playground [original version] 4.37(anderson/osman)originally released as a b-side of trash

Run with me baby, let your hair downThrough every station, through every townRun with me baby, lets take a chanceFrom Heathrow to Hounslow, from the Eastern Bloc to France

Europe is our playground, London is our townSo run with me baby nowRun with me baby, let your hair downThrough every station, through every townRun with me baby, lets make a standFrom peepshows to disco, from Spain to Camber Sands

have you ever been this low? 3.53(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of trash

Have you ever been this low?The taxis take you where you wanna goBroken windows, endless television showsI havent ever been so lowI am the one, I sing the songMy lights are on but theres nobody homeSo much happening todayA thousand people come and go and stay and fade awayThey draw the blinds and watch the showHave you ever been so low?

another no one 3.50(anderson)originally released as a b-side of trash

She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smilesCos outside is just a taxi ride to drive awaySo she packs her bag, calls a cab a nd the world smilesAnd inside well she feels all right and turns to say:Yes its the end, the final showdownYes its the end of our small loveYoull have to find another no one to take the shit like I haveWell I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end.She feels the sun, phones her mum and the world smilesCos outside in the morning light its another daySo she packs her bag, smokes a fag a nd the world smilesCos inside well she feels all right, and turns to say:


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every monday morning comes 4.26(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of trash

Oh when you and IWatch the planes go bySilver in the skyWe do whatever we likeOh when you and meSee the birds and the seaThe people on the streetsWe do whatever we pleaseBut every Monday morning comesEvery Monday morning, yeah, yeahOh every Monday morning comesEvery Monday morning, yeahOh when you and IWatch the London skyThe traffic rolling byWe do whatever we likeSo we chase the day awayAnd feel the morning rainPiss our money down the drainAnd do whatever they say

sound of the streets 4.59(anderson)originally released as a b-side of beautiful ones

She walks the streets of summerInside her theres no future

She walks the streets to pass the timeThe cash machines are laughingAt plastic people passingShe walks the streets to pass the timeSadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streetsInsane as anything, ahSadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streetsIts insane as anything, ahShe sees the midnight taxisThe toilets and the backstreetsShe feels the wheels and needs a lineOutside theres crazy partiesTheres painted faces laughingSo many ways to pass the timeShe walks the streets of summerInside her theres no futureShe walks the streets to pass the timeInside she feels like winterFor the child that died within herShe walks the streets to pass the time

young men 4.34(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of beautiful ones

Tony only reads Asian babesDannys doing Doves on down the ravesTerry drinks his money awayOh God, and his sons play drums all dayOn the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soulThe young menYou are the ones, are the scene, are the sons, are the young menYoung men, here we, here we go againLes says punk isnt deadMick is not impeccably bredPaul he just cant get out of bedOh God, and Phils still off his headOn the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soulThe young menYou are the ones, are the system, are the sons, are the young menYoung men, here we, here we go againCheating on the wives, all shiny suits and lazy lies, the young menInsulting everyone, picked up your sister, kicked your son, the young menFighting in the clubs, flash on the streets, cash in the pubs, the young menBoozing on the train, P45s and cheap champagne the young men

sam 3.35(anderson)originally released as a b-side of beautiful ones

You live on Lancaster RoadAnd youve got a computer

And you go when the librarys closedAnd sit and think of the futureOh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, SamOh, oh, oh, Sam,Youre my main manYouve got a mum by the name of AnneAnd she has got a daughterAnd your brother Simon, well sometimes he gets out of handBut he looks like John TravoltaYou drink tea in a cafe close to meAnd sit and read the headlinesYou dont seem to mind if the social is too unkindOr if youre near the bread line


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money 4.04(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of beautiful ones

You thought youd come and amaze me honey

You thought youd come on and amaze me with your money

You thought youd come and amaze me honey

Get flash, get cash, get phoneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyYou thought youd come on and amaze me with your moneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyGet rich, get stitched, get lonely

So come and amaze me, so come and amaze meIt takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mumSome find a one and a one turns them on, its moneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyYou thought youd come on and amaze me with your moneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyGet wheels, get heels, get sloaneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyYou thought youd come on and amaze me with your moneyYou thought youd come and amaze me honeyGet fucked, pissed up, get loadedSo come and amaze me, so come and amaze me

It takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mum

Some find a one and a one turns them on, its money

this time 5.44(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of saturday night

Oh, day after day, every morningThe city sighs and cars collide

Oh we take the train through the winter hinterland and garage bandsAnd we wash it away, we wash it away this grey, wash it awayOh, cos this time is yours and mineOh hear the city sound, see the lonely crowdsThis scene is you and meOh in the lazy sun, were the only onesOh, day after day every morningThe roundabouts will take us southPast every train in every stationTraffic signs and circle linesThis time is yours and mineOh, were the city sounds, were the undergroundThis scene is you and meOh, were the lazy suns, were the only ones

wsd 4.38(anderson)originally released as a b-side of saturday night

Dressed as a cowboy on top of a hill its sadder than it probably soundsHe gets lovely the more hes ill, dont OD on him nowDressed as a woman with horrible hair and singing to the birds in townWho goes walking through traffic out there, dont OD on her nowOh, is it true what they say about you?Oh, is it true what they say about you two?Married to me is a hungry son who wants to push me from the 2nd floorWere so disco we cant get on in this world anymoreDressed as a cowboy in a permanent gag its sadder than it probably soundsSo fucking what if hes licking the bag, dont OD on him now

jumble sale mums 4.14(anderson/oakes)originally released as a b-side of saturday night

Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?Kids walk round like theyre half asleepAnd theyve got somebody elses clothes onJumble sale dads, boil in the bagSays something that I cant repeat, and he swearsOh this aint the highlife, this aint the highlifeThis aint the highlife, this aint the highlifeOh jumble sale mums, what are they on?Kids just sit hanging round the streetAnd theyve got somebody elses clothes onJumble sale dads, now shes packed her bagsHe does some things that I cant repeat, and he swears

these are the sad songs 6.20(anderson/oakes)produced by bruce lampcovoriginally released as a b-side of lazy

Lay Lady Lay and Band Of GoldA Day In The Life, and Dream Of SheepSeasong and Vincent and Death DiscoListen to the music in your sleepThese are the sad songs, the broken wordsThese are the sad songs, the lies youve heardThese are the good times you keep insideThese are the good things that you can have if you tryVenus in Furs and An Occasional Dream

Sign O The Times and Bill Is DeadAnd Lazyitis and Big LouiseListen to the music in your head

feel 5.03(anderson/codling/oakes/osman/gilbert)produced by bruce lampcovoriginally released as a b-side of lazy

Flying all nightCan feel alrightFeel...

sadie 5.24(anderson/oakes)produced by bruce lampcovoriginally released as a b-side of lazy

Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streetsIn the parked cars and the pretty parks, and in every lonely disease

In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the rightIn the dead flowers and the silent hoursIn the nightclubs and the fightsCold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you likeOh you know shes cold, cold as the nightHigh as the trees, slow as you like... SadieInside her is the suburbs, in the old front room in the rainIn all the bad days and the music that playsIn the bored kids and their gamesIn the new loves under covers, and all the young mumsAnd their worldsWho are left at home when all the kids have grown watchingthe pretty young girlsOh and Ive got to take it, and Ive got to fake itAnd Ive got to use her, and Ive got to choose herAnd Ive got to feel it, and Ive got to steal itAnd Ive got to be... Sadie


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graffiti women 4.49(anderson)produced by ian capleoriginally released as a b-side of filmstar

Graffiti women draw pictures on the wallGraffiti slogans and situations scrawledJust made up people who wonder through your brainGraffiti people got nothing, got no nameAnd you sleep but theyll find youAnd theyll carve their number in your mindAnd theyll steal what they want from who they want from time to timeGraffiti women swap stories in the parkGraffiti women take photos after darkIn permanent people who wonder through the dayGraffiti people got nothing, got no name

duchess 3.49(anderson/codling)produced by ian capleoriginally released as a b-side of filmstar

Youve had your fun, your moneys goneYoure only friend is the telephoneOh duchess, now youre one of usYou stay at home and lights the lightThey make you smile in the empty nightOh duchess, now youre one of usWell she knows Latinos and she knows MexicansAnd she sits alone by the telephoneBut they wont call back again

You count the pounds and cut your hairWont someone send you a millionaire?Oh duchess, now youre one of usNo friends to see, no car to driveYoud go to bars but youre much too shyOh duchess, now youre one of usWell she knows Latinos and she knows MexicansAnd she sits alone over 13 stoneAnd they wont come back againShe knows Latinos and she knows MexicansBut now things are tough and theyve had enoughAnd they wont come back againYouve had your fun your moneys goneYou spend all day by the telephone

extra track

motown

[previously unreleased rehearsal room recording] 4.41(anderson/codling)

All songs published by Universal Music Publishing Ltd, except Feel published by Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing(UK) Ltd/Bug Music UK Ltd, and Duchess and Motown published by Universal Music Publishing Ltd/Sony Music Publishing (UK) Ltd.

Project co-ordination Val Jennings, Brett Anderson, Vanessa SandersPhysical package Jools at ED&P LtdMastering Chris Potter assisted by Phil Vernolt at Electric MasteringPhotos Simon GilbertPolaroids Mike ChristieSpecial thanks Richard Oakes, Neil Codling, Simon Gilbert, Ian Grenfell, Didz Hammond, Dave Akerman

Deluxe Editions on the Edsel label:SuedeDog Man StarComing UpHead Music

A New Morning

www.suede.co.uk

Visit www.demonmusicgroup.co.uk for the Edsel catalogue andthe many other fine labels that make up the Demon Music Group.


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