You know what, all the new stuff is utter shit, but I have a house payment due and two drug cases from 1985 to settle out still
The lyrics, I confess now, may have been in their defiance just épater la bourgeoisie and in their poesy derivatively Zimmerman-esque. Even when they weren't, no one would have paid attention if the chords weren't arresting, irrefutable. The songs spoke primarily through their music, not their words. Keith's doting fans nattering on about the ultimate avatar of rock 'n' roll authenticity irritate me, it's true; but he may to this day be underappreciated.Ok, maybe it's not authentic, but these are an amazing few sentences, and I'm going to pretend he said it.
Keith's been arrested with a mason jar full of heroin and a shopping bag full of other drugs and drug paraphernalia and is charged with drug trafficking. That was his baggage for a weekend in Toronto. It is hard to play a show with a catatonic guitarist, harder still when he is in jail for 10 years. I won't even get into the fact that this came right when I had every record label in the world fighting to sign us, and in an instant my negotiating power was vaporized. Here's a baroque bulletin from the archives: Anita's 17-year-old boyfriend has accidentally shot himself, in Keith's house—Keith's bedroom—with a gun Keith left lying around. Young Marlon, then perhaps 10, saw Anita, covered in blood, coming down the stairs distraught, and God knows it could have been Marlon playing with the gun. Or: Keith's driven his car off the road (again) with Marlon inside (again). In his book Keith stands back, amazed at the things that just … happen to him. He is frequently the victim of faulty wiring in the hotels in which we bivouac; a surprising number of times this phenomenon has caused fires. Ritz-Carltons are not built the way they use to be, I guess. Redlands burned down a couple of times as well, as did a house he was renting in Laurel Canyon. It's a wonder Marlon survived his childhood. A third child Keith disposed of by sending her off to his mum back in Dartford I to raise. The second? That was another son, who was left with his paranoid, unstable, heroin-addict mother and didn't make it past infancy. Keith says he blames himself, and on that at least I think we can agree.Worth keeping in mind for the next "hurf durf Keef" thread.
[norm]:posted by norm at 9:30 AM on November 10, 2010 [7 favorites]
thanks for the note. and thanks even more for the link to metafilter. seriously, what a great discussion of the piece and the issues, and so many great lines. the patrick bateman crack hurts! and the overall level of knowledge and debate was incredibly high.
as for grade school, isn't it exactly the sort of americanism he would adopt to irritate keith?
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Mick and Keith have no such arrangement. And so a little part of me will remember them as just a couple of cranky dinosaurs.
posted by pwally at 5:07 AM on November 5, 2010 [1 favorite]