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IN
HER OWN WORDS...... My
parents lived in a gin and tweed world and had questionable
taste in music. Nonetheless Mum insisted I take up a plethora
of instruments that I never practiced. God bless 'er. By
the time I was 14 I could play the flute violin, piano and
guitar, all not very well.
It
was dancing that really shined my oyster. England in the
eighties was an easy place to drink and club, so naturally
the Embassy Suites opened for teenagers on Tuesdays. It
was a rite of passage in Colchester; you had to look fourteen
to get in, which meant twelve for girls. Here I was initiated
into funky, Stevie Wonder, the Gap Band, Chaka Khan, Parliament,
, K.C. and the Sunshine Band, entwined with Eurythmics,
Shakatak, Human League, Pointer Sisters, Echo and the Bunnymen,
Simple Minds, Madness, and sweaty melodic crowded flirting.
It was a non-parental world. They knew little about my antics
'til dad smelled a rat and sent me to boarding school. I
loathed it and slept with my physics teacher.
My
one redeeming experience there was that in order to find
privacy, I started to frequent the music school as you could
lock the door of the practice rooms. Having studied music
GCSE for the previous two years, I was loaded with musical
theory. It was here I really started to write songs to stave
off depression and create an island of focus in my life.
It was a private experience to prove to myself I was still
in there. Melodramatic maybe, but felt mighty poignant at
the time. Apparently it worked to some degree. It however,
never occurred to me that i could be an artist or have that
option to make it my life. After failing my A levels twice
it all came to a head on May 29th 1989, when after a couple
of hours of preconceivement , I streaked at Lords Cricket
ground on a bright day when England were playing Australia
live on TV to 20 million people. Good times. Dad was not
so chipper.
I
escaped to visit a friend in Malibu CA, where no one knew
what "A" levels were, and you could have a beer
with Guns and Roses. Immediately my perspective altered.
I have essentially been here since, in the land of reinvention.
I procured various under-the-table work, including teaching
toddler music classes in synagogues in the valley, delivering
vegetarian food to aids patients, music studio assistant,
and as a waitress on sunset plaza. Most of my spare time
I spent with the non profit Citykids foundation and I was
a member of the youth council.
We spent the riots on Normandie, Reginald Denny and me,
and I still really didn't know what the fuck I was doing
in LA. So I bought a VW bus and set sail. A year later it
predictably broke down in NY after a dead concert at Madison
Square, at which point I became a nanny on the upper west
side and started going to open mics at the Hootenanny at
the Sidewalk Cafe on avenue A. It was around then I had
a change of heart and realized it was just time to commit
to this music thing. So with help from friends at Citykids
NY, we started a 9 piece band called Sheila Nicholls and
the Splendidfrock. We played Bleeker St. and CBGB's for
a year before a 'frock' demo conjured an invite to a Los
Angeles Studio to cut my first record. I spent the next
few years playing LA venues like Luna Park and Genghis Cohen,
and putting on a woman-centric show called Chicks in Arms.
When Hollywood records randomly first said hi, I told them
I wasn't interested and that they were responsible for making
children into consumers at too young an age. They seemed
to find this cute, it probably was. I deeply respected how
Ani di Franco had negotiated some serious uncharted territory
as an independent, however, I decided to take a different
route, thinking I could pioneer my egalitarian principles
into a large American corporation, with them thinking I
would actually do what they wanted me to. During this time
I released two records, Brief Strop in 1999, and Wake in
2002.
It
was a fun and amazing ride. I was never a fan of how capitalism
affects art and the artist. It can be disempowering when
it gets formulaic. Call me sensitive but because my songs
had always been fueled by the lure of sanctuary, when the
deal ended I felt a bit discombobulated, off centre, and
I realized I wanted a more gentle existence for a while.
I was just a voyeur after all. So I bought a house and built
a studio and settled in. I now have a baby girl and live
with my partner in Los Angeles. We have grapes and tomatoes
in the garden and are still both anarchic at heart.
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