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Siobhan
Donaghy
"There's
room
for
music
to
be
a
lot
more
interesting
than
the
teen
stuff
that's
out
there.
I
wanna
play
live,
do
interesting
videos,
we've
got
great
tunes
and
a
couple
of
them
even
have
a
point.
I'm
not
ashamed
to
say
at
the
moment
I
am
only
listening
to
my
album.
Hahaha!"
Siobhan
Donaghy
is
18
years
old
and
already
a
pop
veteran.
After
three
and
half
years
with
the
Sugababes,
11
months
of
which
brought
genuine
Pop
Fame,
these
days
she's
doing
things
the
old-fashioned
way;
a
live
vocalist,
with
a
live
band,
who
tours
in
a
transit
van
(for
now).
"I'm
definitely
good
at
roughing
it,"
she
grins,
"I'm
turning
into
a
scummy
bitch!"
Since
leaving
the
Sugababes
in
August
2001,
she's
been
co-writing
and
recording,
completed
a
"secret"
tour
of
Britain's
tiniest
venues
this
March
(including
Camden's
indie
Mecca
the
Dublin
Castle,
under
the
name
Shanghai
Nobody
–
an
anagram
of
Siobhan
Donaghy)
and
this
September
releases
her
debut
solo
album
'REVOLUTION
IN
ME'.
A
creative
spirit
besotted
with
studio
life
-
"all
my
free
time
in
the
Sugababes
was
spent
in
the
studio,
I
loved
getting
involved"
-
she
was
retained
as
a
solo
artist
after
the
'Babes
decamped
to
Universal,
an
acknowledged
sweet-soul
singer
with
an
ear
for
"wicked
melodies".
This
time,
there'll
be
little
hype,
Siobhan
re-emerging
with
a
low-key
approach
via
a
limited
edition
7"
single,
'Nothing
But
Song',
an
irresistible
catch-all
corker,
all
acoustic
guitar,
piano-led
reverie,
old-school
turntable
scratch-beats
and
celebration
summer-time
whistling.
Then
comes
first
single
proper,
the
enormous,
dazzling,
guitar-led
'OVERRATED'.
It's
no
indie-reinvention,
though,
'REVOLUTION
IN
ME'
is
sophisticated
pop
music
across
a
diverse
spectrum;
'As
You
Like
It'
is
twinkling,
grooved-out
pop-soul,
'Little
Bits'’,
an
orchestral
dreamscape,
'Man
Without
Friends',
a
glorious,
strummed-up
stroll
through
the
vocal
idiosyncrasies
of
Edie
Brickell/Ricky
Lee
Jones
taking
a
full
three
minutes
to
explode
into
blissful
chorus.
All
sculpted
through
the
multi-layered,
playful,
production
dynamics
of
Massive
Attack/Neneh
Cherry
producer
Cameron
McVey.
Appalled
by
the
trivial,
production-line
piffle
of
the
Pop
Idol
generation,
Siobhan's
lyrics
are
personal
and
vivid;
detailing
psychological
meltdown,
depression,
hope
and
in
the
huge,
emotive
'Iodine',
the
politics
of
Bush
and
Blair,
using
the
analogy
of
pre-Christmas
turkeys.
"I'd
been
reading
about
turkeys
before
Christmas
and
how
they're
treated,"
says
Siobhan,
"which
is
appallingly,
so
I've
compared
the
way
the
government
treats
us,
to
that.
People
my
age,
we
talk
about
current
affairs,
debate
things
all
the
time.
And
all
we
get
in
music
is
a
load
of
covers.
We've
heard
it
all
before,
literally!"
London-born
Siobhan
is
a
radiant,
sensitive
and
comical
personality
of
Irish
descent,
who
was
discovered
aged
12
by
Ron
Tom,
ex-All
Saints
manager,
who
went
on
to
manage
the
fledgling
Sugababes.
A
year
older
than
the
other
girls,
who
were
already
good
friends,
she
felt
"completely
isolated
for
three
years".
Leaving
school
early
to
concentrate
on
the
band,
she
was
also
tutored
alone,
compounding
the
isolation.
Ultimately,
Siobhan
was
never
cut
out
for
the
pop
lark,
watched
what
she
thought
would
be
a
"a
fun
job"
disintegrate
into
schoolyard
squabbles.
Years
of
inter-band
tension,
personality
clashes,
creative
grievances,
power
struggles
and
promotional
pressures
left
her
exhausted
and
depressed.
"We
were
just
so
different,"
she
says,
"very
very
very
different
people.
I
just
didn't
feel
comfortable,
wasn't
made
to
feel
good
at
what
I
do.
It
was
inevitable
it
was
gonna
be
three's
a
crowd."
In
August
2001,
over
in
Japan
on
yet
another
promotional
trip,
Siobhan
had
finally
had
enough.
"It
was
four
days
before
the
end
of
the
trip,"
she
remembers,
"and
I
made
a
decision
and
that
was
it.
I
thought
'I'm
not
doing
four
more
days,
I'm
not
doing
one
more
minute.
I
cried
the
whole
way
home
on
the
plane.
That
was
the
last
time
I
heard
or
saw
of
anyone
I
had
worked
with
for
those
3
˝
years"
Back
home,
she
took
time
off,
slowly
recovered
from
the
ruthless
rigours
of
the
modern
music
industry.
Believing
her
musical
years
were
behind
her,
she
intended
to
take
up
photography
at
college.
"I
wasn't
gonna
do
music
again,"
she
notes,
"I'd
completely
and
utterly
had
it."
A
chance
meeting,
on
holiday
in
Ibiza,
with
old
friend
Johnny
Lipsey
changed
everything.
Through
Johnny,
she
was
back
in
touch
with
Cameron,
who
always
believed
in
her
talents,
hooked
her
up
in
the
studio
with
his
son
Marlon
and
a
young
musician/producer
called
Pretesh.
“Marlon
and
Pretesh
were
similar
ages
and
we
were
really
timid
and
kind
of
awkward
and…
perfect
for
each
other!
It
was
wicked,
wicked
tunes
and
I
was
excited
to
be
writing
again.
Up
until
a
few
months
ago
I
thought
I
was
never
gonna
go
through
with
it,
would
never
release
anything,
but
I'm
out
of
it
now.
And
I
can't
wait!"
She
was
encouraged,
too,
by
CMO
management
(Blur,
Morcheeba)
who
were
sent
a
five-track
demo
and
signed
her
up
immediately.
"They
were
so
different
to
my
old
management,"
she
notes,
"I
was
told
I
had
a
say
in
what
I
did.
And
I'd
never
had
that.
I
thought
'I'll
stick
with
these
boys!'"
This
year,
Siobhan
and
her
band
may
play
the
New
Band
Tent
at
Glastonbury.
If
not,
she'll
be
there
anyway,
staggering
round
the
ditches
with
the
mortals.
"I
never
wanted
to
be
famous
anyway,"
she
says,
"and
this
isn't
that
kind
of
record.
Our
whole
thing
was
'let's
just
make
music
that
we
wanna
listen
to'.
And
you
start
off
from
there.
Make
music
you
like,
music
you
think
other
people
will
like,
do
things
that
you
like
and
keep
it
simple.
In
the
Sugababes
it
was
all
so
complicated.
And
there's
no
need.
My
sister's
a
make-up
artist
and
I
was
never
allowed
to
use
her.
Now
she's
my
make-up
artist.
Great!
Keep
it
in
the
family,
have
everyone
as
your
mate,
sweet."
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