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If they want me to do movie themes, man, I would pick the best movie themes that I thought were possible and I would do them – Sinatra-type stuff.

When asked about the album in an NMEinterview from the ’70s, Walker commented that “I thought: ‘if they don’t want me to write anything, fuck it.’ So I just sat back and copped money for whatever they want me to do. The four solo albums are all statements of reinvention, the idol attempting to revise his art and force open the pop song format for other kinds of content, introducing European thinking by stealth, as it were, and it might just be possible to view The Moviegoer in the same light. Walker must have seemed an increasingly strange investment to company execs of the time: the crooner, light entertainer and – let’s face it – oh-so-pretty pop star who seemed to want nothing more than to walk away from easy money and focus on art?īut perhaps a better way to approach The Moviegoer today is not to see it as a mark of failure, one of the “useless records” of this period, as Walker put it, but instead as both an attempt to make sense of his career to this point and, perhaps, as part of a longer view of what might just be possible for an artist so interested in extending his practice beyond all expectations. Even with the distance Walker had endeavoured to put between his career and the trappings of the past, The Moviegoer stumbled commercially, hampered from the outset by Walker’s lack of creative control and the, perhaps understandable, lack of faith from the record company. Scott 4 whilst critically acclaimed, had failed to generate the kinds of revenue and attention Walker might previously have garnered and the failure of his follow up, ‘Till the Band Comes In was a further nail in the coffin of Walker’s bankability.

Scott Walker’s The Moviegoer from 1972 sits at the start of his isolation, his bleak wandering away from the polished façade of the pop charts and the slow, often fully private transformation into the visionary artist so justifiably celebrated today. Every prophet, it seems, must spend time in the desert.
