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26 MELODY MAKER, December 10 1994 MELODY MAKER, December 10 19942 7 "Understand what I've become/It wasn ft my made it very difficult for me to go forward in design" relationships," she admits of the time before ~ "Ode to M y Family", The Cranberries meeting Don. "I was stuck for about a year thinking, Arrgh! I don't trust men! It's hard to " '" i m W f a E E N WITH DOLORES?" THE get suspicion out of your head. !'m grateful to driver glances back, overhearing be where I am now, married." our conversation as we head Does the ring make a difference? home from Heathrow. An affectionate half-smile "I'm Catholic," she reiterates. "So it makes crosses his face. "Been driving her for two a big difference to me. We went to the priest years. And her husband, now. Oh, I've seen together; it was intense. It's not like going in some changes." and signing a document. It makes it a lot more serious when you do it in church. It's more "D'you see me, d'you see me?/Do you like me? than the ring." Do you like me standing there?" A N D nearly a three-ring circus, thanks to the S A L T Lake City at Thanksgiving, the Irish paparazzi. And that eye-popping dress. self-conscious American celebration of The Beginning life as a sketch as Dolores lay bored Family, when every prodigal child trails home in a hospital bed, it ended up as a rather for the fatted turkey. With cranberry sauce. diaphanous shift over a dazzling white bikini, A snow-covered city where the omnipresent complete with navel jewel and boots. Church of Jesus Christ Of Latterday Saints "I thought it was so cool!" she beams. "I means there's a lot of God about. Possibly brought my dad down to my bedroom the night as much as in Ireland, of which Dolores says before ana said, 'Dad, it's not a normal wedding simply, "I don't think there's another country dress now, it's kinda different, butc'mon. I'll as Catholic as mine." show you.' He looked at it and said, 'Dolores, it's At the Saltair Pavilion, a cow palace a few lovely, but... where's the miles from town, oh yes, they see and like dress?'And I said,'This is Dolores standing there. A triumphant, tiny 6 You know the it!"' She laughs. "He looked platinum-haired woman filling the stage with at it again and said, 'Well, windmilling arms, smiles and "Hello, Salt Lake". will your belly be covered, Like she was born to it, like the shy girl who once way success then?' 'Yeah, Dad,' I said. hid behind her hair and baggy clothes never I'll cover it.' 'Will the priest existed. She's up there with three young men changes things, give out, then?' he wanted whose love affair withtheir music is as clear as to know. 'I'm covered, ever. Unlike the now-glamorous Dolores, they that old saying, aren't I? You can't see my seem to have grown more sober-looking over bum, can you?' I said. 'Well, the years; their sensible haircuts and dark you've goto point,' he said. suits wouldn't look out of place on Mormon 'God made you, after all!' missionaries. "I didn't know it would That'll be the band, then. end up as such a big deal," But it's Dolores they're bellowing for, sweaty admits Dolores of her boys lowing like lovesick calves. Punching subsequent notoriety on fists airwards, mouthing the words to each Irish radio phone-in shows, shimmering song from megaplatinum in which the words "vulgar" successes"Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why and "disrespectful" popped Can't We?" ana this year's "No Need To Argue". up. To her amusement. "The The boys moo and surge. Their girlfriends hold only ones to really give out their jackets and shout for Feargal ("Fuuur-gulll!) were women. Maybe only when he plays bongos at the front of the stage. three out of 20, b ut... Out of nownere, a boy gallops unhindered hah!" she snorts as if toward Dolores and seizes her in a clumsy addressing the critics. headlock as she jerks back from the keyboards, "What are you... 20 stone? frozen. Seconds later, he escapes into tne crowd. "Brides always look beautiful, but they never A pause. Then, effortlessly poised, she gives us a really look sexy. And I wanted to look sexy on big smile and resumes singing. The crowd roars. " ai|d if wasMM who discovered IlS F my wedding day! Because it's about giving Irish noise would become on i p |[|j yourself away as a woman, male and female "My mother, my mother, she hold m e /M y father, 'OdeTo My Family' in the charts, JEWmp H combining and saying, 'Hello! We want to be my father, he liked me" lovers for the rest of our lives!"' With emphasis, | | | y p M e and tftjffs to reluctant superstar DOLORE^Mj it transpires, on "rest of our lives". "In Ireland, P O P songs are inevitably about lurve : Obouf that wedding outfit. Butterfly child: MATT BR!Cy|| there isn't a lot of marital breakdown, or kids (wanting/having/losing), larded with out of wedlock that much, because of the rebelliousness-by-rote (staying up late, getting Catholic thing," she reminds me. tiddly, crossing against the light). From that Is that for the good, then? viewpoint, the gorgeous, troubled "Ode To "I think your frame of mind going into My Family" is an untypical (yet stubbornly marriage can determine the result. If you know Cranberries-like) single. it's for life - you take it a lot more seriously than a You might even call it conservative: the title, * lot of people do. Though," certainly, would hearten the Moral Majority. j f $ she concedes, But it's hardly that simple: as with most of . "I do think singer/songwriter Dolores O'Riordan's lyrics, its leapfrogging syntax paints an impressionist picture as sad as it is joyous. Maybe its internal contradictions aren't surprising, coming from a tough and gentle nf 23-year-old girl who proudly recalls her |jg f ;|gg| I M j f H - inarticulate rebellion as a teenager, but who, wedded four months ago to the father of a j|f f JBnL J ll J8S& JH8& J H WmL three-year-old boy, stands by marriage for life. MmMk mmm Who tells French magazine Les InRocks she GIMlilG, - 99— ------ » BWBHlBIBBit G ! G G ~~~ supports the death penalty, and bristles with fierce compassion for abused and murdered i^ E th y and you're not going home." Better for them than for yourself, "they always thoughtJ^y s a bit wild," € "But I was always rêllious underffeafbP Dolores marvellingthaf "the projuaion"Arid still theirs! But that's the nice thrncj JS children. Who refers again and again to her Like / travelling saleswoman, except "Damn right. We haven't seen a pound yet, "I was always into tl^S pc % ||fen$; I'd p% Were there no oth<&tearaways in the familymanagerlrorr^pn ? arena tour" would agreeôabout families. They're tly#one^who |J Catholicism, and plays with a band whose peopjfe assume mat a pop star's lot is infinitelythe band. But we're on the case," she intones,on something torn to g<jjb cnurdjf,,, I thin kit "M y eldest brother â^pretty wild when he do <Hs Cranberries' mere theatre tour. Modestyreally care wher|it comes to the crunch,* 9 merchandise table sells souvenir condoms. more run. "They're very slow to pay out." was Christmas Day when I decided to wear was young," she admits. He used to take out indeecff lait I checked, the Cranberries' future W hy does this song sound so sad, then? "It is different," admits Ballybricken's famous "That's the irony. People think it's glamorous, Has your success made your family suspicious two different coloured socks. You know the big bank loans, buy cars... and crash 'em! He looked at least as healthy as Le Bon's. When you say,"Understand what I've daughter, turning toward the fireplace to warm a party every night... but if 1 partied two of people? lengths you go to," she smiles. "Being always seemed so exotic. He'd drive off in a big Don - Canadian, tall, someone who once become", is that an apology? a scarred leg that remains numb, months after nights in a row, my voice would clap out! "I'm worried about people being over-nice, rebellious when you're a teenager. M y flashy car... I thought he was a god when I was exchanged six words with me - is the man "I suppose.. " Dolores pauses. "I was a skiing accident. "I wrote it at a point where Because I actually sing" - the pride in that lick-ass, to my family. M y mother had it the brothers would come round and ask, 'W hy smalf. Then he went off and got married when I countless boys are jealous of in the abstract. If sad ana apologetic that.., I'd change my everybody thought we were so lucky, selling all astonishing instrument we know as the voice hardest. It still bugs me that the Irish press not wear a pair of normal socks?' And I'd was 12, so I was put off him.

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