THERE IS a paradox about Shirley Manson. Here she is in Edinburgh's Harvey Nichols, the posh person's department store, promoting her mum's favourite charity. Yet the publicity machine which blazed her name across the world at the end of the 1990s insisted that she was a Gothic foulmouth.
"Nobody could out-rude me," she admits, laughing. Steve Marker, the band's guitarist, has said that when Manson joined Garbage she told "really disgusting stories which would make a sailor blush". One interviewer, musician Pat Kane, left in a cold sweat when Manson told him that she was "a great believer in pornography". And for the man from Q magazine, Manson was even more specific. Interviewed in Edinburgh's Doric wine bar, she broke the ice by declaring: "I once f***ed a guy in that toilet." Blue Plaque society, take note.
You can read the full interview with Shirley Manson, on line at the Sunday Herald: Shirley's changing face
The photograph of a per-Garbage Shirley, aged 21 or 22 is by Graham Clark, whose website is well worth a look. Checkout Graham's images for his Benchmark exhibition, which ran in the City Art Centre, and which captures a weird Edinburgh phenomenon, the personalised park bench. Graham Clark's photography