ElvisCostello.com, June 7, 2019

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In Her Majesty's Secret Service


Elvis Costello

I am happy to accept this very surprising honour.

I have to admit that my first reaction, upon receiving an O.H.M.S. letter was, "Oh no, they've finally tumbled me". For those of you who enjoy irony, I was standing in my dressing room, at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre at the time. That's Vancouver, British Columbia, you know. The pink has stained the map all over the world.

Reading the letter, I thought for a while, then folded the document and slept on the news until the morning when I could place a call to England and speak to my mother, Lillian MacManus.

Lillian is almost the same age as Her Majesty, so I regard myself as immensely fortunate that I am still able to seek her counsel. She suffered a severe stroke last year, just two days before my 64th birthday, but thanks to the prompt attention of an incredible NHS specialist ward and the sustained dedication and kindness of her home care team, she has recovered her wits and words to a truly remarkable degree.

"I began my call by telling my Mam that the Prime Minister, Mrs. May, had put my name forward for an O.B.E."

"But she's rubbish," Lillian cut in before I could complete the news. Well, that aside, I said, "Of course, I won't be accepting the award".

I didn't get much further with that statement either. I listened carefully to my mother's argument that if something is deserved then one must be gracious in acceptance.

So, as a good lad, who likes to do what will make his Mam most proud, I knew that I must put old doubts and enmities aside and muster what little grace I possess.

When I looked down the list of past honorees; those who have accepted and those who have declined for reasons of conviction or cantankerousness, I came to the conclusion that I am, perhaps, closer in spirit to Eric Morecambe than to Harold Pinter, as anyone who has heard me play the piano will attest. Even so, it is hard to receive anything named for the "British Empire," and all that term embodies, without a pause for reflection.

Both my grandfathers were sent to France in 1914 to fight for King and Country and, I suppose, the Empire too, despite the conflict not really being their family squabble. Jim Ablett ended up spending three years in a P.O.W. camp in Lower Silesia, while Pat McManus was left wounded in a trench, when all he'd started out to do was to play the bugle or the trumpet. Pat was posted "Missing, Presumed Dead" before turning up in a military hospital and upon his recovery, being posted to Imperial India.

I can't say that the future and fortunes offered to such men upon their return home were anything more than an insult to add to their physical, mental and spiritual injuries. You had to make your own luck then but that's the way it's been ever since. One hundred years have passed and the British Empire doesn't exist any more but our family is still thriving and playing music. So, it is in memory of those two British Army soldiers and because my Mam told me to do it, that I can proudly accept this award.

It would be a lie to pretend that I was brought up to have a great sense of loyalty to the Crown, let alone notions of Empire. I used to think a change might come but when one considers the kind of mediocre entrepreneur who might be foisted upon us as a President, it's enough to make the most hard-hearted "Republican" long for an ermine stole, a sceptre and an orb.

To be honest, I'm pretty tickled to receive this acknowledgement for my "Services To Music," as it confirms my long held suspicion nobody really listens to the words in songs or the outcome might have been somewhat different.

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ElvisCostello.com, June 7, 2019


Elvis writes about accepting the honour of being appointed an Officer of the British Empire (OBE).

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