What Planet Am I On?
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Authors: Shaun Ryder
WHAT PLANET AM I ON?
Also by Shaun Ryder
Twisting My Melon
Shaun Ryder
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First published in the UK by Constable, an imprint of Constable & Robinson Ltd, 2013
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To my wife and children
My thanks go to my wife, Joanne Ryder, and my children, for being there and being my backbone. I will always love you all; big thanks to my manager, Warren Askew, for making this happen, and special thanks to his wife Hayley and the kids for looking after me when I’m down south; to my mum and dad and family; my mother-in-law, Grannybag Joan; Amelia Ryder, the first doctor in the Ryder family; Peter Diver; my personal trainer, Gavin Kelly; Matt, Pat, Karen and Sam; Maria Carroll; Uncle Tom and Aunty Mary, RIP; Nikki Stevens; a big thank you to my fans for their support over the years; Andreas Campomar, Jo Stansall and Charlotte Macdonald at Constable & Robinson, for publishing the book and all their hard work on it. Sorry if the changes came in late; Matthew Hamilton, my literary agent at Aitken Alexander Associates; thanks to Wayne Derrick, the director of my TV series, Emma Pound, the AP, and everyone else who worked on the series; Pancho and Jorge, our drivers and fixers in Chile . . . and everyone I met along the way; and a massive thanks to Luke Bainbridge, who accompanied me on the UFO trip and helped me put pen to paper to record.
Introduction – My Lifelong Fascination with UFOs
Chapter 1: Close Encounters of the Ryder Kind
Chapter 2: The Truth is Out There
Chapter 3: Ziggy Stardust and Other Spiders from Mars
Chapter 6: The Andes and the Stormtroopers
Chapter 7: Giant Alien in the Desert
Chapter 9: The World’s Most Famous Alien Abductee
Chapter 12: The Church of UFOs
Conclusion – Coming Down from My Trip
My Lifelong Fascination with UFOs
I’VE NEVER QUITE
understood why some people think it’s weird to be interested in UFOs.
The question for me is not why would you be interested in UFOs, but why
wouldn’t
you be interested in UFOs?
It’s something that’s fascinated me all my life, particularly since I first saw one as a teenager. Believe me, if you see a UFO it sticks with you. I’ve never forgotten that day. I’ve forgotten big chunks of my life, especially some of the heady years, well decades really, when I was on the road with Happy Mondays and Black Grape. But I’ve never forgotten what happened that morning (which we’ll get to later). It’s been with me ever since.
I know some people assume that UFOs are something that I got into in my wild, partying days with
the Mondays, but that’s not the case. My fascination with UFOs started well before then, when I was a kid, and as I’ve got older, and my partying days are pretty much over, if anything my fascination with UFOs has just got stronger. I believed there was life out there way before I ever took drugs, and I had my first two encounters when I was young. I never actually had an encounter or saw anything extraterrestrial in the years I was partying.
I can see why people might make that assumption because it’s a classic late-night conversation you might have. Those long nights when one of the things you start thinking about is what does it all mean? Is this all there is? Is there more to life than this? Are we alone in this universe or are there other things out there?
I’ve never really talked about it in public before. Well, certainly not in any depth. I think a lot of people know that I saw a UFO when I was younger, particularly as it was featured in the film
24 Hour Party People
– although it was portrayed very differently in the film to how it happened in real life. Not that anyone should believe what happens in that film. I liked
24 Hour Party People
, I thought it was a good film, but it’s a film; that’s not
me
. That’s not a documentary about my life. The Shaun Ryder in the film is a caricature. It amazes me how people just swallow everything whole.
So there was a little scene in the film, which a lot of people will have seen, and it’s been mentioned in interviews over the years but only ever in passing. I might
have done an interview with
NME
or someone, but it usually goes something like:
‘So, I believe you’ve seen a UFO, Shaun?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Was you on drugs at the time?’
‘No.’
‘Was you drunk at the time?’
‘No.’
. . . and that’s about it. Seriously. That’s about as investigative as most of these journalists get. They’ve got a student mentality, most of them. That’s what I have to put up with. They probably want a rock ’n’ roll story that they can tell their mates down the pub involving Shaun Ryder. Get a life, mate. Maybe if I had told them, ‘Yes, I was off my head when I saw it’, then they would have wanted to know more. But I’ve honestly never really been asked much more than that about it.
After I came runner-up on
I’m a Celebrity . . . Get Me Out of Here!
and then my autobiography
Twisting My Melon
did well, I got loads of offers to do TV shows, and my manager Warren had untold meetings with various production companies and TV channels about different shows. I got asked to do
Strictly
but that clashed with
I’m a Celebrity . . .
so I didn’t do it. I did do
All Star Mr & Mrs
with my wife Joanne, which was great, and we won £8,000 for our local school charity. But a lot of the other proposals we got were more Shaun Ryder rock’n’roll clichés, which to me were just boring. It makes me laugh how these people sit in brain-storming meetings in
production companies and that’s the best they can come up with.
But then, along the way, my manager Warren said, ‘What would
you
like to do, Shaun?’ I’ve spent most of the last thirty years with people asking me to do things – Will you do this gig? Will you do this interview? Will you go on this chat show? So it was refreshing to be asked for my ideas.
I told them I’d like to make a TV series and a book investigating UFOs and everyone thought it was a great idea. So all of a sudden we’re on. Bingo! Next thing I know I’m asked to draw up a list of people I want to meet and places I want to go, and a year later here we are. It was a pretty wild road trip, and I learnt a lot. I met some fascinating people on the road and a few nutters, it has to be said, but I also got a bit more than I bargained for.
Close Encounters of the Ryder Kind
AS A LITTLE
kid I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I was definitely fascinated by the sky at night and space. When we lived in our house on Cemetery Road in Salford and I was about six years old, me and Our Paul shared a room and bunk beds. I was always on the top bunk and Our Paul was on the bottom bunk. I would spend all night looking out at the night sky, just staring up at the stars and into space.
I kind of knew from that age that we definitely weren’t alone in the universe. I didn’t talk about it to everyone, but like most kids that age I had a very open, fertile mind, and it was something I thought about quite a lot when I was lying on that top bunk looking up at the stars – the fact that there was definitely more stuff going on out there. It wasn’t something that someone put in my head
or anything. I wasn’t a nut, do you know what I mean? I’m not sure there were such things as space geeks back then, but I was fascinated by it.
No one in my family was massively into it, although I know my dad did believe that we weren’t alone in the universe. We just had a couple of those little conversations about it that you have between father and son. My dad certainly wasn’t a sci-fi nut either, but his philosophy was simply that there was other life out there somewhere, and those people who thought there wasn’t and just dismissed the idea would one day end up looking as stupid as those people in olden days who thought that if you rowed your boat out far enough you would fall off the end of the world because it was flat. My dad was pretty philosophical about it, but that was just his personal opinion – he wasn’t obsessed and he didn’t read books on it or anything. It was just one of the things that me and him used to talk about when I was a little kid. Not around the table when we were having our tea, but just me and him having a little chat.
I was always bang into all sorts of space gear as a kid – I loved
Star Trek
. I was quite young when it started in the sixties and when I first got into it as a kid I used to call it ‘Spock’. He was just the most identifiable thing in it to a young kid, wasn’t he? With his ears and a name like that? He was super intelligent as well. So I’d always be asking my mam and dad, ‘When’s Spock on?’ or ‘Can we watch Spock?’
But the biggest thing that really got everyone thinking
about space travel when I was a kid was man landing on the moon. That happened in 1969, when I was seven years old, and I remember it quite clearly. It was a huge deal at the time, and I remember my dad went out and got us our first colour telly for it. It was a big old thing, a rented television with a meter on the back where you had to put 10p in. Then the rental guy would come round and empty the meter every now and then. Imagine that now? Having to stick 10p in the back of your telly if you want to watch
Coronation Street
.
The moon landings were obviously a huge deal at the time – it was as big as the World Cup or something. It was televised and they disrupted all the normal scheduling to show it. When I went to school that was all anyone was talking about.
There were also a few huge sci-fi movies that came out in the late seventies when I was a teenager, especially
Close Encounters of the Third Kind
and
Star Wars
. At the time I thought
Close Encounters
was a great movie, but I thought
Star Wars
was just fantasy nonsense; it’s like a comedy Wild West movie set in space. Ridiculous. I was fifteen when it came out in 1977 and I just didn’t enjoy all that saving-the-Princess routine and battling-for-the-Federation bollocks. It was just not for me. Garbage. I thought
Close Encounters
was a much better movie at the time, and I still do. To me it was more real than
Star Wars
. So I’m not one of those nerds on space, those sci-fi nuts who just love everything. When the
Star Wars
prequels came out in the noughties, with Ewan McGregor and
Samuel L Jackson in them, I tried watching them, but I still wasn’t having it. Ollie, one of our kids, was a teenager then, and he had all the
Star Wars
figures and was bang into it, so I thought I would give it another go, but nah. It’s just not my scene.
Star Wars
is a world that you either buy into as a kid or you don’t, you know what I mean? It’s like my little girls, Pearl and Lulu, are not into
The Hobbit
or
Lord of the Rings
, and they’re not interested in
Harry Potter
either. Most kids love
Harry Potter
, but they’re not having it. I was the same with
Star Wars
.
So like I say, as a kid I loved gazing at the stars at night and the moon landings, but I wasn’t a total nut or anything. Having said that, back in the late sixties there wasn’t much around to go overboard on anyway.
Doctor Who
was OK, I’d usually watch it if it was on, but I wasn’t mad for it. I liked
Thunderbirds
, thought that was OK, but
Captain Scarlet
was better.
