Episode 5 Later... with Jools Holland

Welcome to the show! Welcome to John Newman!

# Know I've done wrong left your heart torn

# Took you so long where only fools gone

# Feel with all the strength I found there's nothing I can't do

# It's unforgivable I stole and burnt your soul

# They rule the worst in me destroy everything

# Filled with all the strength # There's nothing I can't do

# Do this again, do this again oh oh

How wonderful to have that talented man back in this room, John Newman,

Love Me Again. It is a room packed of extraordinary and diverse talent.

We will welcome MGMT. I will have a close and personal encounter with

one of the greatest Londoners of all time, Sykes. -- Suggs. And,

Passenger. Also, per week. From south-west London, Anna Calvi. But

now, from Glasgow and New York, one talented man, Lloyd Cole.

# Taking unpaid leave from my women's studies, uh huh

# Out here in the meadow With A People's History Of America

# I smoke a pipe to Johnny 99 Bipartisan Consensus

# I'm keeping it dry, nothing flighty

# We were young and we were stupid and it was fine while it lasted

# To complete my education I wake up in your bathtub

# Oh, those Monday morning quarters I grew so accustomed to

# I've seen enough, I've made my recommendations

# Your powers of reduction remain strangely undiminished

# Yes you, in your hushed tones and your campus etiquette

# Then nothing should keep her mouth shut

# We were young and we were stupid and it was fine while it lasted

# Are these riches here the spoils of my retreat?

# These rented rooms and bachelors degree

# It's a Penguin Classic scene broken spine and faded green

# Trying to re-locate my arms around a memory

# Taking unpaid leave from my women's studies, uh huh

# Hiding up here in my library/study with The Great Wall Of China

# If Josef K was from Edinburgh and Fast Product from Prague

# If Josef K was from Edinburgh # The lonely won't hold me for good

# Tomorrow, tomorrow's too late so hold me up

# Hold me up I know that I could be you, Eliza

# So dress-less and godless I wait to leave

# This should behind entangled the jangle of bells

# They ring my fear through the night

Thank you, Anna Calvi, with Eliza. Now, regular viewers will notice I

am bunked up, because I have a slight cold, but they say feed a

cold, so I have decided to feed it with delightful music. These next

artists took a year out to recharge themselves before creating a

wonderful new record, MGMT. # He knows it's all right

to live a life # Not knowing that your life

is a lie Thank you, MGMT, Your Life Is A Lie.

From the album temp -- from the album MGMT. I have a talented man in

the studio, the band that they dare to call Suggs! Welcome to the show,

nice to see do, I am sorry I have a cold. An amazing autobiography, you

cannot put it down. It should be flunk with great force out of the

train window. I saw somebody reading it like this. Fantastic. The first

question has to be, why? Because he wanted to reflect on where you have

been before you can move on, or because he wanted a load of money?

Or both? A bit of both. A set of converging circumstances. It was my

50th birthday party, I was contemplating the half-century on

the planet. My cat fell off the shelf and died beside me. It was

very upsetting. A portent. Given the dreadful things that may or may not

have happened to me, that tipped me over the edge into contemplating

what I have been doing. A lot of great things in here, it is funny

and moving. You run the gamut. Where did Suggs come from? Legend has it

that I decided to pick a new name for myself and I put a pin in an

encyclopaedia of jazz musicians, and it stuck in the middle of the letter

E of the name Peter. I thought, that is no good! Then, I read his second

name, Suggs. Things fall into mythology, it was Peter Suggs, a

drummer from Kentucky. He played piano as well. I wondered if there

were any other parallels? Probably, but the coincidence starts to strike

more coincidently, the older you get! I was just saying that! You

have met so many more people, been through so many more situations.

Touchingly, you have dedicated a chapter to Television Centre. You

were there when it closed. I was talking to your producer, who

invited us to play at the closing, and he gave me a last chapter to the

book. I was finding it difficult to round off. I be lysed in the end,

having closed the jubilate, the Olympics, I then closed Television

Centre, which are in the market for closing things! Cyprus and the Post

Office have been on the phone! We have got a clip right now.

# Our house. # In the middle of our street.

# Our house. # That was where we used to sleep.

Also, you have been doing a fantastic one-man show, how would

you describe it to people who have not seen it? A musical, semi-tragic

comedy, laugh a minute, fantastic but nonsense. It is a must see. It

describes my life story. If you are nervous about buying the book, come

and see me in December. If they have come to see you, and they have

bought the book, what do they do then? Can they go on holiday with

you? Maybe we should take them on holiday together! Please do not ask

me what I am doing next, it is grinding to a halt! I am finally

finished, talking about myself. It is wonderful to have Suggs on the

show, with his superb book. Thank you, Suggs. The greatest living

Englishman! Now, an amazing singer from Brighton, Passenger.

# Well, you only need the light when it's burning low

# Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

# Only know you love her when you let her go

# Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

# Only hate the road when you're missin' home

# Only know you love her when you let her go

# Staring at the bottom of your glass

# Hoping one day you'll make a dream last

# But dreams come slow and they go so fast

# You see her when you close your eyes

# Well, you only need the light when it's burning low

# Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

# Only know you love her when you let her go

# Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

# Only hate the road when you're missin' home

# Only know you love her when you let her go

# Cos you only need the light when it's burning low

# Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

# Only know you love her when you let her go

# Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

# Only hate the road when you're missin' home

# Only know you love her when you let her go

MUSIC: "Out Of My Head" John Newman

# As time goes by there's no pieces left

# To shut out feeling lonely I get out of my head

#To shut out feeling lonely I get out of my head

# Why would you want to love somebody

# Free to see the world now as my own

# Breaks through my mind what I have lost

# To shut out feeling lonely I get out of my head

# To shut out feeling lonely I get out of my head

# Why would you want to love somebody

# You called to say you're missing me

# I'm out of my mind but learning to get on by fine

# To shut out being lonely I get out of my head

# To shut out being lonely I get out of my head

# Why would you want to love somebody

From his album, Out Of My Head, the wonderful voice of John Newman.

Before that, we enjoyed Passenger. Next, the start of the international

Latin world, everybody says she is marvellous, please welcome Buika.

# You would be the one to come a knocking at my door

# And I would be the one to let you in and nothing more

# You would break the bread and we would drink the blood of Christ

# Blessed are the lovers for theirs shall be the night

# And in the morning you' be lying by my side

# You would be the one to lay the blanket on the ground

# And I would come to you but you'd be nowhere to be found

# So I would turn to her for she was always, always there

# Lost will be the souls of the wanton and the weak

# Lost in the morning she'd be lying next to me

# So then it was for me to come a calling at your window

# She doesn't live here - just the thin girl

# So I would lay the table and I'd wait for you to call

# I became the one who sits and watches from afar

# Now, who should be the one to come a striding down my street?

# To what do we owe this apparent sense of urgency?

# And I should be the one touched by your very presence, dear?

# The longer you were gone the less the longing

Thank you, Lloyd Cole, from his LP. I will be discussing things with him

in a moment. Before that, we enjoyed Buika. Another woman with an amazing

voice, Anna Calvi. # Crawling out

you need to protect me # I'm calling out

find me a stronger hand # Better confess

it tastes like I'm leaving # Ashes to ashes it leaves me with

nothing. # I'm falling away well, if you want

it. # The touch and the spell her eyes

are so wild. # We stand on the edge it tastes

like I'm leaving. Anna Calvi, Suddenly. Over in this

corner, I am delighted to meet the man who was performing for us so

brilliantly there, for the first time on this show, Lloyd Cole.

Welcome to the show. I have given my cold to Suggs! A great new record,

Bob Dylan was instrumental in new putting this together? I suppose so,

I reviewed Tempest last year, and I was blown away by how he does not

change what he is doing. It is possible but in the last ten years I

might have been too worried about what was age-appropriate music, so I

decided to see what would happen if I did not think about it. You are

going back to your earlier roots. It is an electric pop record, which is

what I'd use today. I have been getting quieter over the years, and

this is loud again. You have not been on the show before, it is nice

to have you here. At the beginning of the show, we say, where would you

like us to say you are from, but you wanted to be from Glasgow, New York

and Buxton. Is it possible? Yes, I was born in Buxton, I am an honorary

Glaswegian, and I have lived in New York for a long time. Home now is in

Massachusetts. I am there purely out of inertia, I have two kids and

their wife, I would rather be in Whitby. It is very nice! We have a

clip of you, that have a look. # Too easily.

# Too easily. What year is that? 1985.

Terrifying! The same year that you saw me and Miles Davis talking on

the television. It was hilarious, he wanted to talk about his drawings of

his wife, primarily from behind. That did have a hand in the

inspiration for the song I signed earlier, Women's Studies. I said to

Miles Davis, you connect your visual art with your music? He paused, it

got to the end of the interview, and he said, yeah, sure. What are you

going to do for us next? An old one, Perfect Skin. A nice band you have

got with you as well. It is good to see you, Lloyd Cole. Everywhere this

man goes, people love him, he has been on tour with me, he is great,

he is Passenger. # I know a man

with nothing in his hands # He told me about

when his house burnt down # They were gonna ask

his mother to choose # She said one day her husband

went to get a paper # Mortgage to pay

and four kids to raise # She said, "The wolf's just a puppy

and the door's double locked # "Now he left a hole in my heart

a hole in a promise # "Oh, now that he's gone

well, life carries on # "And I miss him like

a hole in the head!" # Well sometimes you can't change

and you can't choose # And sometimes it seems

you gain less than you lose # Now we've got holes in our hearts

yeah, we've got holes in our lives # Where we've got holes,

we've got holes but we carry on # Where we've got holes

in our hearts # Where we've got holes

we've got holes but we carry on # Said we've got holes in our hearts

yeah, we've got holes in our lives # Where we've got holes

we've got holes but we carry on # Said we've got holes in our hearts

we've got holes in our lives # We've got holes, we've got holes

but we carry on # Said we've got holes

in our hearts # We've got holes, we've got holes

but we carry on # Said we've got holes in our hearts

yeah, we've got holes in our lives # Where we've got holes

we've got holes but we carry on. # Thank you, Passenger. From his

album, that is Holes. Wonderful. Now, it is MGMT.

MUSIC: "Plenty Of Girls In The Sea" MGMT

# No it's whatever you want it to be.

# There's plenty of girls in the sea.

# Ah, the passionate painter will say with a brush.

# "It's best to accept it and not make a fuss.

# "Just cos the grass isn't green". # Yeah, there's plenty of girls in

the sea. # There's plenty of girls in the

sea. # And plenty of clowns in the

village. # The trick is to try to be free.

# And tend to the void don't just fill it.

# The bartender concedes from inside his vest.

# That none of the best ones were ever the best.

# So keep it short, simple and sweet.

# Cos there's plenty of girls in the sea.

# Cos there's plenty of girls in the sea.

# Cos there's plenty of girls in the sea.

# Whenever you want there to be. # I choose my friends

only far too well # I'm up on the pavement

they're all down in the cellar # With their government grants

and my IQ # She's up on the pavement

yes, she's a weather girl # And I'm staying up here

so I may be undone # She's inappropriate

but then she's much more fun and # Shame on you

you've got no sense of grace # Other than that

which is absolutely necessary # Louise is the girl

with the perfect skin # She says turn on the light

otherwise it can't be seen # She's got cheekbones like geometry

and eyes like sin # And she's sexually enlightened

by Cosmopolitan and # She takes me down to the basement

to look at her slides # Of her family life

pretty weird at times # At the age of ten she looked like

Greta Garbo and I loved her then # She takes me down to the basement

to look at her slides Thank you, Lloyd Cole with Perfect

Skin. Before that, MGMT. Now, we finish where we started, we are

delighted to have this man back in the room, what a voice, John

Newman! # Gold dust.

# Teardrops. # Teardrops.

# Did I break your trust completely? # Can't bear to see you leaving.

# Gold dust. # Gold dust.

# Teardrops. # Teardrops.

# Gold dust. # Gold dust.

# Teardrops. # Teardrops.

# Gold dust. # Gold dust.

# Teardrops. # Teardrops.

# Gold dust. # Gold dust.

# Teardrops. # Teardrops.

# Teardrops. The wonderful John Newman, with Gold

Dust! They will be back on cheesesteak at 10pm, live. But now,

would you have a nice groove to give us? May be in HD? Let's thank our

superb guests. Feeling better already! Thank you, John Newman!

Thank you, Suggs! Thank you, Passenger! Thank you, Buika! Thank

you, Anna Calvi! What a lovely instrument! Thank you, Lloyd Cole!

Thank you, MGMT! Feeling good?