One night in 1966 Keith Reid and Gary Brooker were invited to a
party at the Notting Hill Gate home of DJ Guy Stevens who was angling to manage
the new band they’d formed called Procol Harum. At the end of the evening as
everyone was leaving, Guy turned to his wife Diane and said, “You’ve turned a
whiter shade of pale. I think you better go to bed!”
That, at least, is
one is version of the origins of a song that more than any other perfectly characterises
the colourful psychedelic ambience that permeated England, and London in
particular, in the summer of 1967. Sgt Pepper might have commanded the regiment
but skipping the light fandango was what everyone in kaftans and beads really wished
for.
This extract from Procol
Harum: The Ghosts Of A Whiter Shade Of Pale by Henry Scott-Irvine, published by Omnibus Press in 2012, tells
the remarkable story of this ageless, haunting and unforgettable song. It’s in
three parts.
Though things seemed to be
looking up for Brooker and Reid, other parts of the jigsaw needed to be in
place before the puzzle was complete and Procol Harum was ready for launching.
One particularly important piece arrived via an advert in Melody Maker of February 25 which read, ‘Hammond organist, harmony
vocals, seeks pro group.’ The ad was placed by a classically trained keyboard
player called Matthew Fisher.
Fisher was in the midst of a stint with Screaming Lord ‘Caesar’
Sutch & The Roman Empire when Brooker and Reid answered the ad in Melody Maker. They arranged to visit him
at his home in Croydon where they gave him a demo of the song ‘Salad Days’ and
promised him that Procol Harum were “going to be as big as The Beatles”. Fisher
hated dressing up as a Roman soldier with Sutch while fending off hordes of
drunks. “It was definitely time for a change,” he says. “Keith and Gary
actually signed me up that very afternoon at my home in Croydon. We all wanted to do something serious...”
Meanwhile, [early manager] Guy Stevens
was becoming distanced from the embryonic Procol. “Guy Stevens had been out of
the picture for some time,” says Keith Reid. “Due to his financial
circumstances he had returned to work for Chris Blackwell [at Island Records] which
is how I had first met him. Consequently, Guy wasn’t able to concentrate on the
development of Procol Harum and had kind of slipped into the background.”
In the event, Stevens’ fortunes turned from bad to worse. Sometime
that spring, probably during April, he was busted for possession of hashish by
none other than Detective Sergeant Jack Slipper whose career in the force would
forever be linked with the Great Train Robbery and the pursuit of Ronnie Biggs.
In May Stevens, then involved with Art, an Island signing who later changed
their name to Spooky Tooth, would be given a six-month jail sentence, spending
that important summer of 1967 incarcerated in Wormwood Scrubs jail north of
Shepherds Bush.
With Stevens now edged out, [music publisher] David Platz
and [record producer] Denny Cordell formulated other plans for Procol. Cordell
set up New Breed Productions – which by July would be renamed Straight Ahead
Productions – and formed an alliance with new business associate Jonathan
Weston whom he appointed as manager for Procol Harum.
According to Matthew Fisher, “Keith Reid had actually
wanted to manage Procol Harum at this stage,” but both Platz and Cordell felt
that he should “make the creative decisions only, and leave the business
decisions to a business manager”. As a result Procol Harum signed with New
Breed Productions and entered into a separate deal with Jonathan Weston who
became their manager at the end of April, some four weeks after Cordell
produced a studio recording of ‘A Whiter Shade Of Pale’. Thereafter Keith Reid
would become known as ‘Procol Harum’s co-manager’ as well as being their ‘lyric
writer’.
Not only had he been edged out of the management of the
group whose name he coined but, according to Guy Stevens’ wife Diane, her
husband actually came up with the all-important phrase that became the title of
the song that would transform their lives. “This was something that Guy never
really got over,” she says. “Especially as he had named the band and coined the
famous phrase that inspired Procol’s masterpiece...”
Reid, however, disputes this
version of the story. “This isn’t quite correct,” he says. “It is true that ‘A
Whiter Shade Of Pale’ was born during a party at Guy Stevens’ house. There was
a large group of us sitting round smoking and joking. During the course of much
banter, Guy was trying to tell Diane that she had turned very white and he was
jumbling up his words. It was this incident that gave me the idea for ‘A Whiter
Shade Of Pale’. It was much later after… when I had written the whole song that
I told Guy about my moment of inspiration. He was of course totally unaware
that he had said anything that had inspired me.”
Whatever the genesis of the title, Reid produced a set of
words around it that almost half a century later continues to confound, confuse
and astound.
Though
the lyrics defy analysis they rank, without question, among the most memorable
ever written. They capture a time – 1967 – and place – London – with exquisite
perfection, and as such form an essential component of the soundtrack to a
memorable moment in English cultural history, the summer when The Beatles’
released Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club
Band, the British establishment tried but failed to silence The Rolling
Stones by jailing Mick Jagger and Keith Richard, and when America’s West Coast
and the British flower power scene ran simpatico.
“It’s like a detective story that
song,” says the film director Alan Parker. “It’s so important in all of our
lives really. Yet nobody actually knows what the words really mean. Whatever
you’re doing, whether at a script meeting or together with friends, we’d ask
one another, ‘What do these lyrics actually mean?’ Every five years we’d sit
down and have that same discussion!”
The
writer himself is eternally baffled by the reaction of men like Parker. “I
never understand when people say they don’t understand it?” says Reid. “‘We
skipped the light fandango.’ That’s straightforward. ‘Turned cartwheels across
the floor.’ It seems very clear to me! I used to go and see a lot of French
films in the Academy [cinema] in Oxford Street. Pierrot Le Fou made
a strong impression on me, and Last Year In Marienbad. I was also
very taken with surrealism, Magritte and Dali. You can draw a line between the
narrative fractures and mood of those French films and ‘A Whiter Shade Of
Pale’.”
Gary
Brooker: “‘A Whiter Shade Of Pale’ seemed to be about two people, a relationship
and memory. There was a leaving, and sadness about it. To get the soul of those
lyrics across vocally, to make people feel that, was quite an accomplishment.”
Keith
Reid: “We felt we had something very important. As soon as we played it for
anyone, we got an immediate response.”
In
its original form ‘A Whiter Shade Of Pale’ was almost twice as long as the
familiar hit single, with an additional fourth verse that was cut. “Even at
four minutes it was long,” says Brooker. “Up until that point most singles were
two and a half minutes. So we decided to cut down the words.” “The fourth
wasn’t any great loss; you had the whole story in three,” re-assures Reid.
Early
music paper adverts for ‘A Whiter Shade Of Pale’ described the song as ‘a
poem’, but Reid is dismissive of this. “I never write my stuff as poems. I just
strive to make them poetic. There’s a great deal of difference in the words
that you write to be sung and the kind of words you write to be read.”
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