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issue 1 june 2004

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why didn’t he move up earlier? “conditioning, i guess.” having finally overcome his inertia, anderson moved to london – after a two-week sojourn at manchester university – to study architecture at university college, in the mid-1980s. the next stage of reinvention was forming a group, which happened when anderson and osman (who had also moved to london) put an ad in the classified pages of the new musical express. they enlisted gilbert, a female singer who later left, and then butler, who was soon to become to anderson what keith richards is to mick jagger.

“it wasn’t like some film where one day i picked up a guitar,” says anderson. “in hindsight i suppose i knew what i was doing, but at the time it felt accidental. singing was even an accident when i started playing with the band. i thought i’d be a guitarist or something, i certainly never thought of myself as a singer. i just wanted to… be different.” and then they suddenly were. 

a man who looks more like wynona ryder than any self-respecting pop star has a right to, anderson is not as obsessed with his looks as one would imagine. “i’m pretty vain,” he says, “but people mistake that for being narcissistic. it’s more self-critical. i’m not violently confident about the way i look.”

due to the modern appetite for seeing those blessed with talent cursed with torment, much has been made of anderson’s sexuality, though this has largely been the fault of the singer himself. his demeanor, his lyrics, even the way he smacks his backside with his microphone when singing, swanning about in his hipster trousers and a tight black leather jacket, exposing his milky white chest – they all point to a sexuality that is not

  

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