Yorke.
Well, I just got through reading an interview in Spin with Thom Yorke. Is it a necessity that all musicians who have a major breakthrough either (A) suffer from serious depression or (b) have trouble finding their own identity? Think about it. How many people achieve success for several years and then go on to say, "Yeah, life is good to me"? Not too many. Fuck, reading Eddie Vedder's interview with Rolling Stone last month totally made me stop and reflect about my own life for a second. Eddie (who I respect and enjoy as a musician) is talking about sitting on a rooftop in NY last year explaining his daddy issues with Bruce fucking Springsteen. He said he grew up looking for comfort in Bruce's albums as a youth, and then he looked to Bruce for face to face comfort 20 years later. Well, no shit. Good for you. Recognize the fact that you are fucking hanging out with the Boss? (Not that I would care to do so, really.)
Truly, musical brilliance is often derived from something or someplace. I know that I write the stuff that, lyrically, makes the most impact when I'm depressed about something. You know, luckily, it's been a while since I've been like that. Years. So I find myself trying to put myself in someone else's shoes before I write. I think, "OK, what if I were left alone, and unrequited love is all I could think about for three years straight? What would I write then?" Then, I try to put it on the paper. I just find it so difficult to sympathize with someone like Thom Yorke, who obviously is enjoying unbelievable success with Radiohead. His band is still considered rather respected in the underground, even though they sell out arena shows across the world. Now he does a solo album and says that the last tour (which made them millions, no doubt) left him unsatisfied. Get a fucking helmet! I feel bad for you dude. Find comfort in the fact that you deliver a message, and 20,000,000 damned people automatically listen to it, absorb it, and apply it to their own lives for solace and comfort. That type of power. That's the power to move. A power so few could ever enjoy. Excuse me if I find it difficult to tear up for you because you hurt yourself stumbling on your tour bus. Perhaps he slipped on some escargot?
Truly, musical brilliance is often derived from something or someplace. I know that I write the stuff that, lyrically, makes the most impact when I'm depressed about something. You know, luckily, it's been a while since I've been like that. Years. So I find myself trying to put myself in someone else's shoes before I write. I think, "OK, what if I were left alone, and unrequited love is all I could think about for three years straight? What would I write then?" Then, I try to put it on the paper. I just find it so difficult to sympathize with someone like Thom Yorke, who obviously is enjoying unbelievable success with Radiohead. His band is still considered rather respected in the underground, even though they sell out arena shows across the world. Now he does a solo album and says that the last tour (which made them millions, no doubt) left him unsatisfied. Get a fucking helmet! I feel bad for you dude. Find comfort in the fact that you deliver a message, and 20,000,000 damned people automatically listen to it, absorb it, and apply it to their own lives for solace and comfort. That type of power. That's the power to move. A power so few could ever enjoy. Excuse me if I find it difficult to tear up for you because you hurt yourself stumbling on your tour bus. Perhaps he slipped on some escargot?