Paolo Nutini’s Very Long, Sorta Strange Trip
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Time no longer passes the same way for Italian-descended Scot Palo Nutini. So he barely noticed the clock ticking as the years flew by since the release of his last soulful set, Caustic Love back in 2014. The son of a fish-and-chip owner from the tiny town of Paisley who had burst so strongly out of the gate with his hit These Streets debut in 2006 simply seemed to disappear for nearly a decade, until finally it was left to Scottish rock star Lewis Capaldi to voice what many fans were secretly thinking in a telling tweet: “Right—enough’s enough. Where the fuck is Paolo Nutini?” The query took Nutini, now a seasoned 36, by surprise, he was so lost in his own experiential universe.
“When I first saw the tweet, I was in a supermarket, just buying stuff to make dinner,” chuckles the singer, who recently returned with a generous 16-track followup, Last Night in the Bittersweet, his fourth, and an anybody-remember-me American tour that’s just now wrapping up (turns out, the answer was a resounding yes, as the tour sold out). “I was just doing my thing in Scotland, probably an hour from where Lewis would have been when he sent that message. And then, everybody was coming up to me, going, ‘Did you see this? Did you see this?’”
Where has the man been? That takes nearly an hour’s worth of explaining, and involves an ongoing journey that’s simultaneously spiritual, cerebral, metaphysical and, of course, musical; it resulted in a truly diverse, downright adventurous anthology of tunes, like the thumping “Acid Eyes,” a Joy Division-ish “Lose It,” the swaying folk-country twanger “Abigail,” a clanging “Desperation,” and a Zeppelin-heavy “Afterneath,” which boasts a dialogue sample from Quentin Tarantino’s True Romance. Elsewhere, simple acoustic notes or piano chords hold sway (“Julianne,” “Everywhere”) allowing Nutini’s stunning voice—now grown deeper, woodsier, even more resonant—to take flight. Yes, absence has definitely made the heart grow fonder. And Nutini is feeling equally reinvigorated out on the road, too—he rhapsodizes about two American gigs in particular, one in Philadelphia and one in Denver, where he was touched to hear crowds singing along to early catalog obscurities. They hadn’t forgotten him, and that was all the wind he needed to fill his flagging sails. Now, leaving school at 15 to roadie and sell merch for his friend’s band Speedway—with whose drummer he’d already begun composing songs—was a gambit that paid off, he reckons, because the years since have just flown by. He maps out his long, strange journey to Paste below….
Paste: The first time we met was at your initial afternoon showcase in Los Angeles. And you were too young to legally drink, so a rep actually had to sneak you cocktails out in her purse. Awkward, but it worked!
Paolo Nutini: Ha! I remember those days! And I remember my struggle to get a drink until one day I was presented with a Blockbuster Video card with this picture on it (as ID), and it was of a guy that a friend knew who looked exactly like me who was of age, and it was from Okonumowok, Wisconsin, and I basically used this card to get my drinks, because he looked exactly like me and he was 22. So that’s how I managed to get around that problem at the second. But I don’t need to worry about that anymore, thankfully.
Paste: Okay, talk to me like I’m five. “Caustic Love,” your previous album, comes out in 2014, and then what? You’ve said you spent a lot of time just traveling instead of touring?
Nutini: I think much more was made of my foreign disappearance than it really merits. But certainly, just because I wasn’t choosing to make music or remain in the public eye didn’t mean that I wasn’t loving life. I went over to New York and thought that was where I wanted to be, and then I ended up in Mexico—I went for a weekend and came back a couple of months later. I had a good time, and saw parts of Tulum and saw that side of Mexico, and I even made my way up the coast. And when I turned 30, me and my friends, we all went to Vegas on a trip and then stayed there way too long. And when we came back, we hit San Francisco on the way down to L.A., but on our way back, it was at the time of that Coachella thing called Desert Trip, and they had Bob Dylan and the Stones double-billed on the first night, but on the last night, Roger Waters closed the show on that Coachella stage, in the desert, and it was an experience. And I was handed a bar of chocolate that was, uhh, not chocolate, so I went on a whole trip just inside my head, while Waters was playing “Set the Controls For the Heart of the Sun,” and I just went soaring through the skies. It was a real moment. But I also spent a bit of time out in Joshua Tree, and I found a studio out there, so all the while I was recording songs.
Paste: Was this a Carlos Castaneda type of spiritual journey for you, overall? Did you try ayahuasca or any mind-expanding things on your trips, especially in Mexico?
Nutini: I found along the way some pretty good ways of bending my mind, you know? So ayahuasca, for me, well, I didn’t really go down that road. But we did a small tour of South America, and that took us through places like Santiago, Chile, Buenos Aires, Sao Paolo, which was great. And then after the Sao Paolo show, I went out for a little bit and I did a lot of driving in Brazil, and then I found myself in a situation where I got to do what a lot of people would love to, and I got to go to Machu Picchu. And I just went on my own, and it was quite the trek—I trekked for several days until I finally got there, and of course, you meet great people along the way. And then I spent some time in Bolivia, and of course, there were a lot of things that can go along with you on such trips, but I didn’t need it. I think the whole thing was just enough for me in itself. So I came back from that trip, and I was just in a very good place. And then I left to write for a bit in Norway and Sweden, and in between that, I went through periods where I would get the guys, the musicians together—people that I thought would be the right guys for the songs that I was writing—and we would go in and do a four- or five-day session, so music was always kind of a common thread throughout the whole thing.
Paste: Call me curious, but what happened on the Machu Picchu trek? Is there a vending machine at the end of the trail?
Nutini: Ha! You get Machu Picchu as the vending machine! You get there and your guide says. “We’re here. Now you go and do your thing!” So there was no huge revelation, but I wasn’t looking for a revelation. Hence my swearing off the ayahuasca. So there really wasn’t that much more — I just wanted to take time just to…to take that time, you know? I thought, “If I could do this, I can do this now—there’s nothing in my way, so I’m gonna do it!” And I’m very lucky to have been able to. I mean, a lot of people often say they want to do something, but they just can’t do it. And I’m not above any of then—I’m just very grateful that I can do that.