POLICE BLOTTERS
Do rock interviews ever turn deadly dull? On a red light with no hesitation, pal. Do musicians say things they might later regret? Sure, but only when they’ve gone broke. Do writers love to take quotes out of context and twist them to their own incurable purpose?
POLICE BLOTTERS
J. Kordosh
Do rock interviews ever turn deadly dull? On a red light with no hesitation, pal. Do musicians say things they might later regret? Sure, but only when they’ve gone broke. Do writers love to take quotes out of context and twist them to their own incurable purpose? Well, if you’re reading for your favorite charity, you’ve hit the bullseye!
Having talked with the Police at length— they were five, six feet from me—I “just happen to have” some out-takes that might prove more enlightening than an actual interview. Not to mention littleknown (hey, everything I write is littleknown) and biased observations. In other words, you’re one /udcy person! Or, maybe not!
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MY AIM CLEANS MY TEETH,
MY SMOKE IS TRUE
(This bit of mundane dialogue actually took place, proving that gabbing with a rock star is—like crossing the street—a potential death-trap!}
Me: Where were you from in America?
Stewart Copeland: Virginia, but I only lived there for about six months, [pull out a smoke.) Can I have one of those, please? Me. Sure.
Stewart Copeland: Are they menthol?
Me. Yeah.
Stewart Copeland: “Menthol True.” Weird.
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