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Genuine eccentrics are a rare breed in rock these days. What
with Syd Barret gone to seed, there's only Nico and Captain
Beefheart left.
Jazz and free music suffer a similar dearth now Jamie Muir has opted out
of playing in favour of life in a Buddhist monastery.
In fact it's mostly the leftovers of the "straight" music school who are
keeping the iconoclast's flag flying, whole generations from John Cage
and Harry Partch down to David Bedford, Basil Kirchin, Terry Riley,
Morton Feldman and all.
And stumbling between these areas with splendid uncertainty is a hearty,
backslapping Greek named Vangelis O. Papathanassiou.
Vangelis cannot read a note of music, but does not think there's an
instrument in creation that he can't play adequately. His Continental
reputation centres partly on his keyboard expertise, yet he'd rather
play drums than anything else.
For three years a member of the Greek pop group Aphrodite's Child he
describes that experience as "painful," and "dishonest."
His last French production included a 30 strong girlie chorus, all of
whom doubled on orchestral percussion, and a laser beam light show.
Once Papathanassiou composed a symphonic work for the Luxembourg symphony
orchestra which was written down by trained musicians as the composer
sang or played each individual orchestral part.
Now Vangelis is in London, looking for a flat, negotiating a deal with
Atlantic Records and chuckling about rumours that he is to join Yes as a
replacement for the more conventionally-orientated Rick Wakeman.
Crashing through the doorway of a Denmark Street office, Vangelis looks
an unlikely amalgam of pop star, Greek restauranteur and grizzly bear.
Determinedly hirsuit and bulky in these streamlined times his face is
all but totally obscured behind shades, beard and a tousled mass of
jet-black ringlets. His shirt is open to the waist, creating the
illusion that his beard extends to his navel, and his stomach protests
visibly against his tight off-white trousers.
Hung around his neck is so great a profusion of crosses, beads and
medallions that it looks as though the composer is an Indiacraft
advert.
Baubles jingling and rattling, Vangelis sprawls across a desk top and
gruffly demands.
"So, you wanna know my story huh?" That affirmed, the Greek launches
into a long monologue...
"I was four years old when I start to play..." his English is broken
but intelligible. "and nobody tell me to play piano, I just took to it
naturally. My parents tried to get me the best... how do you say it...
musical education, but I never responded to teachers and so I am
self taught. Also, as soon as I started to play, I started to compose,
and all my life I have never played anybody else's music."
At the age of 15, Vangelis, still at school, started to toy with the
idea of putting bands together, not he says, to emulate any other rock,
or jazz musicians, but simply to get a few people with mutual ideas
together to have some fun.
But this humble ideal escalated into something of greater financial
reward, and thus, after a brief spell at art college and an
apprenticeship as a movie maker Vangelis found himself the leader of a
commercially - slanted pop group in gay Paree in the smoke bomb bashed
summer of 1968. Student demonstration time.
Having arrived in that atmosphere, says Vangelis, "I felt an obligation
to remain, although I was originally headed for London when I left
Greece."
So moved was Papathanassiou by the students' ideals that he composed a
"poeme symphonique" to declare his solidarity with the Revolution.
Called "Fais Que Ton Reve Sait Plus Long Que La Nuit" ("Let Your Dream
Be Longer Than The Night ") and released on Reprise, it gave the
composer an underground reputation that initially seemed at odds with
the blandness of Aphrodite's Child.
Nonetheless, Aphrodite's Child, despite being exclusively a studio band,
veritably took the Continent by storm. "Every record that we made went
to number one. But I couldn't stand the pressure to conform to what
everybody wanted the group to be. It was like being in prison."
The outcome of this mental repression was Aphrodite's final and
controversial double album "666," supposedly inspired by the
revelations of St. John. The album was actually banned for a year for
curious censorship reasons related to one track, a vocal feature by one
Irene Papas.
"This track," Vangelis explained at the time, "is meant to convey the
pain of birth and the joy of intercourse." The album, again successful
on the Continent, took longer to get off the ground than its
predecessors and also cost 90,000 dollars to produce.
"You have no idea how hard it is to get something unusual or different
to sell in France. The French people have no faith whatsoever in their
own judgement. That's why there are hardly any French groups, and why
American and English groups are so idolised."
But times surely seem to be changing, what with the emergence of groups
like Magma, Ange, Zoe, or even the glam rock Frenchies.
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Not so, says Papathanassiou. French bands tend either to be carbon
copies of English or American bands, or else have to make waves outside
France in order to be recognised inside it. Magma, apparently being an
example of this.
After "666" and the dissolution of Aphrodite's Child, Vangelis drifted
back into film work, doing innumerable soundtracks, out of which came
an album entitled "L'Apocalypse Des Animaux," released only in Europe
(Polydor 2393 053), and last year, this time on Vertigo (6490 693) -
"Earth."
Musically, "Earth" is often interesting but is dogged by some fairly
atrocious "meaningful" lyrics contributed by one R. Dassin.
Example: "We became a diaspora / An unnamed nation of bastards / We
channeled our roots to the pulse of light / Deep within the galaxies of
our minds."
Of course, the subject matter isn't a million miles away from the
allegorical nature of "Topographic Oceans," so maybe that's what
attracted the attentions of those Yes people.
Yet for a person who claims to hate showbiz, there's something that
seems out of context here. In solo concerts, Vangelis comes on like the
Barnum and Bailey of the avant garde flanked by more keyboards than
I've ever seen anyone use, clad in spangly jacket and directing huge
ensembles of pretty chorus girls who rock around sets of copper
tympani.
"Ah, but I did not do this to make a spectacle, "protests Vangelis,
"it's not 'hey, look at the sexy girls with the beautiful legs.' I used
girls just because I wanted to hear 30 female voices singing together,
and y'know, why not have them playing drums as well?"
And the multiple keyboards?
"Having so many lets me play anything I hear in my head. With my
equipment, I don't need a symphony orchestra, because I can create any
sound that I need just using keyboards."
To underline his point, Vangelis plays a number of tapes and videos to
illustrate the range of his inventiveness. I'm impressed, though frankly
some of it I don't enjoy at all. In this category are things like a
Scarlatti-type electric harpsichord solo and various other pieces that
sound overly "classical."
Much better are some jazz jams, including one where Vangelis on organ
flies high over rhythmic propulsion by Tony Oxley (drums) and Brian
Odges (bass).
On another tape, Vangelis himself switches to drums to play some
attacking post-be-bop stuff with plenty of heavy cymbal work.
But best of all is some soundtrack work that Vangelis has done to
accompany modern dance and Greek tragedy. Like nothing else I've heard,
it's very pure and quite breathtakingly beautiful, and if circumstance
ever forced the Greek eccentric to specialise, I'm sure this is the
direction he'd ultimately take.
Whatever, there's certainly no way that all this diverse energy could
ever be compressed into a democratic rock and roll band.
Papathanassiou is a leader, rather than a follower, and I can't
visualise him politely shifting chords behind a Steve Howe guitar solo
on say, "Yours Is No Disgrace."
Nonetheless, (the Greek is emphatic that he'll make an album with Yes
lead singer Jon Anderson, and it won't simply be a case of
Papathanassiou recording and Anderson producing.
"It will be a musical collaboration, with words by Jon and music by me.
I don't know what form it will take yet."
A final candid and hypothetical question: Assuming that work permit and
Musicians' Union problems didn't exist, do you, Vangelis, think that
Yes' music has enough substance to sustain you?
"To me," he replies, weighing his words carefully, "there are only two
types of music - honest music and dishonest music, but various truths
apply to different people.
"Now, when I listen to Yes' music, I am conscious of the fact that it
is Occidental music. It is very English in its nature. Now I am not like
that. I'm not saying I'm an Oriental, but Greece has such a rich
heritage, and there are certain similarities between some ethnic Greek
music and Chinese music for example. I think it would be very difficult
for me to play with any band."
"Anyway, I enjoy the freedom of being able to choose the musicians I
want to play each piece that I write. I wouldn't like to have my music
limited by the abilities of one particular group of people."
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VANGELIS PAPATHASSIOU: hale and hearty
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