* To fill you in – if you have not read my
book, which you can buy here – Trouble Every Day are a fictional band.
I confess: ‘Trouble Every Day’ is not an
original phrase. I did not invent
it. I liked the sound of it, and I
nicked it.
It is the title of a 2003 film by the
French filmmaker Claire Denis, starring Vincent Gallo and Beatrice Dalle. Anyone who knows me will know that these
facts (chiefly: French, Gallo, Dalle) render this a film ripe for me to fall in
love with. It’s actually an existential
horror film film about cannibalism; it is dark and disgusting and one of the
most shocking things I have ever seen.
In fact, I should probably not be drawing more people’s attention to it,
in many ways. However, it is also beautiful. It is full of metaphors about love and life
and the world, and it is as visually powerful as a punch directly to the eye. When Shane and June stand at the top of the
Sacre Coeur and her scarf blows away in the wind – I could practically cry just
thinking about it.
It stuck in my head long enough and strongly
enough for the title to pop into my head when I was trying to name a fictional
band. It is, unusually, the only name I
thought of – I didn’t change it once throughout the writing process, even as my
leading man and many supporting characters went through one of more name
changes. Vincent August and co were
always Trouble Every Day – incidentally, Vincent’s name came from a hybrid of
Mr Gallo (the film’s aforementioned star and an object of my long-term
obsession) and August because the beautiful lead female character in the film
is called June, but that didn’t sound cool enough; July was too Miranda, and so
August was next. This process – naming
band and singer – may sound complicated here, but actually took about three
seconds in total, and it all stuck.
When I think of the band themselves, a few
real-life bands spring to mind: a tiny bit 30 Seconds to Mars, a dash of the
Horrors, a sound that is probably inspired by Dylan as much as Joy
Division. However, the main inspiration
for the band – how I imagine their look and their sound – comes from my
teenage, and ongoing, love for Placebo.
Let’s get one thing straight: Placebo have
never really been ‘cool’. However, I
loved them from the moment they arrived and I love them to this day. Brian Molko was my number one pin-up in my
early teen years of the mid-90s, and he’s still right up there.
The other pop star I was in love with –
since childhood, and again until my dying day – was obviously Kurt Cobain. However, there is not a lot of Kurt in
Vincent August – I wanted Trouble Every Day to be quintessentially English,
suburban and teenage. Kurt was too cool, too American icon, too
naturally beautiful. Vincent – in my
mind – is taller than Brian, and has a bit less make-up, kink and spite to him;
Vincent loves classic rock as much as he does goth, and emulates Springsteen as
much as he does Bowie. In fact, there is
a lot of Brian in there but – if I close my eyes – he also kind of resembles a
very young Gavin Rossdale in eyeliner.
There. I said it. I knew, even at the time, that Bush were a
suburban English Nirvana rip-off, but I kind of loved them – I was obsessed
with their song Mouth and I went to
see them at the Shepherd’s Bush Empire when I was 14, one of my first gigs, the
year before I saw Placebo there.
My interest in Gavin was fleeting (although
he is now to be admired as a handsome older gentleman with a fabulous wife),
but Brian Molko has that most special place in my heart – an early pin-up who
has aged just how I wanted him to. To be
perfectly frank, I probably fancy him more now than I did at 16, when I
literally had a shrine to him in one corner of my bedroom. When Sorana is 30, maybe she’ll feel the same
way about Vincent August. If she’s
lucky.
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