ROCK AND ROLL PARANOIA
I love it when someone famous say’s ‘It’s really exciting,’ but no sign of excitement can be seen.
I love open people and I don’t care if they are left or right. Lots of people take a political stance because of who they fear to be emotionally. Ha, who doesn’t love a generalisation.
I have no rules, but I try to remember to do helpful things to get myself loose.
On stage
Don’t forget to concentrate
Get over yourself or fully commit to the you
that you have created.
Did you create yourself or are you created?
Everyone wants to be Little Richard
To sing Like Aretha
And express like Nina Simone
Tell another story like Bowie
Steal from everyone and make it all yours
Pretending you’ve never met the make-up artist after they’ve spent three hours making you look human does not make you Dame Joan Collins.
Stars radiate and they mess up and they are forgiven because, if you want to live in a fabulous democracy, you have to play by the rules.
I think I’ve evolved but I think a lot of things.
It’s hard to be a star if you are too self-conscious.
I hear all the references and I think all good music sounds like everything you love but served differently. Revenge is a dish best served soul.
Soul is subjective but so is everything. Bitter people can make a pretty sound. Anger with a melody is a kind of peace. This is my bible, not yours. I use the term ‘bible’ because emotionally it resonates. Jesus loves you, loves me, loves us all because God is only love and love is God explained.
The word ‘seminal’ is used a lot in music but seminal is selective. You like what you like because it follows a musical grid that sits nicely in your ears but adds new shoes and panties.
Everyone in music thinks they are doing something new when they are just doing something differently. Musically, my hero, David Bowie, threw it all together with both respect and distortion.
This is not an absolute musical map, but every guitar twang is the cousin of another guitar twang. How you tell your story is up to you and can define you and then become a musical nightmare.
Success is amazing and suffocating. Fame is gorgeous and confusing because you have ideas about what it is as a concept. You can’t know it until you do. Like your first kiss. First orgasm. Falling in love. Getting your heart destroyed by someone who turns out to be a massive projection.
There’s only so much you can do with your arms on stage. Little Richard would be a good starting point, then Elvis, Mick Jagger and, of course, Bowie. You can’t do Ian Curtis.