From: owner-seven-seas@smoe.org (seven-seas-digest) To: seven-seas-digest@smoe.org Subject: seven-seas-digest V2 #323 Reply-To: seven-seas@smoe.org Sender: owner-seven-seas@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-seven-seas@smoe.org Precedence: bulk seven-seas-digest Tuesday, May 27 2003 Volume 02 : Number 323 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 27 May 2003 18:09:00 -0400 From: "Zap" Subject: FW: seven-seas mac article (for chris) Here's the original email. Cheers. - -----Original Message----- From: owner-seven-seas@smoe.org [mailto:owner-seven-seas@smoe.org] On Behalf Of Leslie Jen Sent: May 25, 2003 11:58 PM To: seven-seas@smoe.org Subject: seven-seas mac article Hi... I'm sort of in and out of this list so I don't know if this article has been brought up or not, but what's the deal? It's written from Mac's point of view and is rather interesting, but I can't imagine he actually had anything to do with it. He's not usually this earnest or so directly confessional. Comments? http://www.observer.co.uk/magazine/story/0,11913,935937,00.html This Much I Know Ian McCulloch, singer, 43, London Andrew Harrison Sunday April 13, 2003 The Observer It's easier to sing something than say it. The most important quality is honesty. And I haven't got it, not truly. That's why you go for drugs and drink, because you're hiding something. At least the songs can be the alibi. My dad was a compulsive gambler. He spent the rent, forged the rentbook, we had the bailiffs round all the time. But for all that, he was the greatest. He was like Eric Morecambe meets Bill Shankly. I've turned into him, totally. I always think you can get away with anything by being a cheeky little bastard. I've got compulsive tendencies. I have to repeat what people say to me back to myself, in my head, and count the syllables. It used to have to fit iambic pentameters, but now it's OK if it's just an even number of syllables, so I must be getting better. There's no such word as 'couth'. My brother used it in an essay. The teacher told him not to be so clever. The older you get, the less you like the night. When I was a kid I loved dark nights because it meant I could play Leonard Cohen and David Bowie. I hate the dark now. I can understand why old people sod off to Spain. The sun's a sign of life. You need it more the older you get. It's hard to handle your own mouth sometimes. We were the first band to split up because of culinary differences. If you're in a band, there are some things you just don't do. Will Sergeant [guitar] and Les Pattinson [bass] would have an 'egg butty' just after they came offstage at the Albert Hall. Can you imagine? Towards the end of the band, we had frying pans backstage, camping stoves, the stink of bacon... it was disgusting. Turning 40 made me realise that I want to get to 80. Prior to that I thought I was invincible, that nothing happens to you if you're having a crack. You can't teach these posh people the true meaning of soul, and belonging. Our drummer Pete de Freitas wasn't from Liverpool, he was posh. He was dragged off to New Orleans by his mates and they spent all his money. Looking back, Pete seemed to be on a long suicide mission. He'd been on to ecstasy when it first started, before any of the Manchester dudes, and he was hammering it. He schizo'd out. More than anything I thought: 'You cheeky git, how can you do this to the Bunnymen?' I don't do breakdowns. Everybody has thought some time in their life: 'Could I ever kill myself, if it got that bad?' But I always think: 'Not if there's football on.' My dad died the same day I left the Bunnymen, 26 April 1988. I'd told him that this gig in Osaka was going to be the end of it for me. My dad was in hospital in Liverpool and I knew he was dying before I went onstage. I'd been crying my eyes out, but I thought, 'What a cool, cool dude, to say "I'll get out now. You've got to do the last one on your own."' Not that he guided me through life, but it was too coincidental. I felt great for a year after my dad died and the band ended. I felt propelled forward for a change, plus I was totally bongo'd for a couple of years with the drink and the drugs. I was always having a laugh, or I thought I was. In fact, I was completely lost, really. But to be honest, it was good to go to that place, and I'm not sure I've come back from it. It's normal for me to be confused, and all over the shop emotionally. The band decided to go on with another singer. I don't like to talk about it. Sometimes I do wonder how I let Will back in my life after a stab in the back like that - bringing in some no-mark to front the band. Talking to yourself is not a bad thing. Everybody has loads of voices rattling on in their head. The only difference is, I talk back to them. I don't know what quiet sounds like. Once a Bunnyman, always a Bunnyman. That's why we had to get back together. The thought of it sometimes reduces me to panic, but when I sing 'The Killing Moon' I know there isn't a band in the world who's got a song anywhere near that. The secret of a good marriage is being a good liar. I don't mean to hurt people, but it happens. Me and Lorraine have been together for 20 years so it works somehow. Love helps, too. Football is more important than music. Football is the only time I like being part of 40,000 people. And with music, the last thing I want to be is part of a crowd. I want to be me, on my own. Speak before you think. The sentence will usually be better than the thought. Ian McCulloch's third solo album, Slideling, is released on 28 April. ====================================== http://www.bunnymenlist.com ====================================== ====================================== http://www.bunnymenlist.com ====================================== ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 27 May 2003 17:20:49 -0500 (CDT) From: Amy Moseley Rupp Subject: Re: seven-seas Veggie > Winging whiney wanker He can fly? :-) And I thought he'd given up all forms of sex, including solo. Wasn't he big on celibacy?? ;-) Meat is murder? (ooooh that's bad) Whiny I'll give ya, but I like his whiny rants, because I can relate so well ;-) "And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die" And he had the balls to guillotine Margaret. :-) Wish someone'd been that clever about Reagan. Geez, I can only think of Brit *Sting* saying anything about Reagan. ====================================== http://www.bunnymenlist.com ====================================== ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 27 May 2003 17:29:49 -0500 (CDT) From: Amy Moseley Rupp Subject: Re: seven-seas Veggie > "I didn't climb up the food chain to become a vegetarian" LOL.... A romantic interest once asked me anxiously "um, you're not a *vegetarian* or anything like that, are you?" - --Amy, who eats meat sparingly and prefers to think it grows on trees My three-year-old: "Yeah, the frog stuck out his tongue and ate the singing cricket (both in a aquarium; my husband's pet frog)" Me, horrified: "Huh?" She: "Now Daddy has to get more crickets." Me: "What happened to the cricket?" She, in a business like tone of voice: "It got dead." I wouldn't be able to listen to the cricket singing mournfully at night. Not a fair contest. I'd be doing some serious cricket liberation! ====================================== http://www.bunnymenlist.com ====================================== ------------------------------ End of seven-seas-digest V2 #323 ********************************