Gaye Advert as the bass player for The Adverts was the reluctant poster girl for the initial punk movement; following the bands split she retired from music reverted to her true name; Gaye Black and subsequently returned to art.
She is now a reknowned ceramic artist who exhibits around the world. She is currently at the Pandamonium exhibition at Signal Gallery, which is a panda themed show which runs until 16th June 2012.
A regular exhibitor at the Rebellion Festival art show, Blackpool Winter Gardens (August 2nd-5th) Gaye has confirmed she will have a range of new works on display, in addition some of her work will be exhibited in Pennsylvania at the same time.
Gaye featured in the recent BBC4 Punk Brittania series discussing the origins of The Adverts - we took the opportunity to ask her about her own musical influences. In a twist from the normal format Gaye has provided individual tracks and in chronological order.
"This is not a list of my current favourite songs, that would involve hours of agonising and then would need constant updating. These are songs that changed my life. In chronological order then...
She Loves You ”â The Beatles (1963)
I was seven, my mother had taken me to the park, and while I was playing I heard some older kids singing a song, the like of which I had never heard before. It turned out to be She Loves You. There was something really exciting about it, and I pestered her to buy me the record. By the time my parents went to the record shop the Beatles had released their next single, I Want To Hold Your Hand, so they bought me that instead, and I was hooked. I lived and breathed The Beatles, and soon that led onto The Rolling Stones, The Kinks, The Animals and their ilk.
Something In The Air ”â Thunderclap Newman (1969)
I loved this from the first time I heard it on the radio aged thirteen, a song about revolution that is at once beautiful and melancholy. The band were an odd mix of characters, and the ghastly B side, Wilhelmina, was like a sort of Dutch drinking song. To this day the opening bars make me go ahhh.
Black Sabbath ”â Black Sabbath (1970)
I instantly loved the opening track on the band's first album, with its ominous opening chords and Ozzy Osbourne's amazing voice. Brilliant cover too. I played it to death, read all the Dennis Wheatley occult novels, and started looking for similar bands, but just ended up with the rather corny Black Widow!
Peaches En Regalia ”â Frank Zappa (1969)
The opening track on Hot Rats was the soundtrack to the summer of 1971 for me. I even liked Zappa's wah wah pedal guitar solos (I've never been a fan of solos). His music ranged from comedy to classical via pop (I did draw the line at the jazzier bits mind you) and I acquired a range of other associated music ”â Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band, Wild Man Fischer, the GTOs, and David Peel and the Lower East Side. Cal Schenkel's cover design for Hot Rats was really striking, a magenta toned photograph of one of the GTOs peering out of a big grave, and his graphics were a big part of Mothers of Invention albums for me.
Silver Machine ”â Hawkwind (1972)
A song that still sounds as good today as it did when it first came out. Spacey and druggy and just really really exciting. Lemmy's vocals were perfect for it, though he didn't usually do vocals. Live gigs were a complete experience, with strobes and Stacia dancing. They even played in Devon. I remember hitching all the way to Exeter to see them at the university, but not being allowed in because you had to be signed in by a student, but luckily the band came along and got me in around the back!
Concrete Jungle ”â Bob Marley And The Wailers (1973)
Someone at art school lent me a Bob Marley album and I was impressed by the emotion and simplicity of his music. I got hold of Catch a Fire, Burning, and Natty Dread and played them continuously. My parents would complain that they made my bedroom door vibrate. We were lucky enough to see them play at Birmingham Odeon during the hot summer of 1975.
Raw Power ”â Iggy And The Stooges (1973)
A flatmate at art school bought the Raw Power album and I couldn't believe how great it was, full of energy and danger, and Iggy's great voice. He had the New York Dolls too, and I probably wore them out before I bought my own copies, along with the previous two Stooges albums. I felt as though I had been waiting for the Stooges to happen all my life.
Submission - Sex Pistols (1976)
This is the song that stayed in my mind the most after seeing the Sex Pistols for the first time (they hadn't made any records yet), and I use it to represent the UK punk explosion of all those original and diverse bands such as The Damned, Buzzcocks, Stranglers, Clash, along with the US contingent ”â the Ramones, Dead Boys and so on, that made life so exciting in those early days.
Smells Like Teen Spirit ”â Nirvana (1991)
Having spent the post band days of the ”Ë80's rather burned out and fairly uninterested in music apart from the odd band like Lords of the New Church, I was abruptly brought back to music mania by this track that I kept hearing on college radio stations while driving around California in 1991. I got hold of the two Nirvana albums and started to investigate what else was out there. It really was, and is, a classic song, and Kurt Cobain was a great songwriter.
Fuel For The Hatred ”â Satyricon (2002)
I first heard this track on the radio in 2004 and instantly liked the guitar sound, there was something nicely nasty about it, and the drums were more interesting than most things I was listening to. It was halfway through their set at Fabric nightclub in March 2005 that I saw the light (or should that be dark) and realised that I really, really liked black metal. It sounds like a pop song now, compared to some of the bands I listen to, though the drummer, Frost, is still the best in the world.
Gaye as indicated with the inclusion of Satyricon has developed an appreciation of Black metal and writes occassional reviews for LTW - read hers live/albums reviews here.