The Stranger, If I need somein to read while I’m eating Fuh ille pick one up However I’m a Little dissapointed in the publication. For example I think the Recent article on FENCES was written by someone who missed the mark, failed to comprehend the levity of the situation he was interviewing. Eric Grandy missed some key stuff, Grandy writes:
“But it was also a period of depressive drinking, which Mansfield talks about with an evasiveness that suggests he either wants to forget those benders or else really has trouble remembering them…He has just enough going against him, as well: a slightly troubled but more or less taken-care-of past, wall-to-wall tattoos, a brooding demeanor—he could be the kind of damaged, bad-for-you heartthrob that the Northwest hasn’t convincingly produced since Elliott Smith.”
These were just two examples that seemed obtuse, That and He said “to fences credit” Fences Albums, the life, the stay in rehab every moment up to that interview and every moment after is to his credit. Credit isnt yours to give or take to Fences… Also saying that something as meaningless as a tattoo could be “going against him” Give me a break, You missed the Zeitgeist of this generation ( they send this guy to interview us), if we are going for top down prestige maybe, Fences appeal is from bottom up Prestige though… He missed that point. Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead. ” The Brooding Demeanor” is only brooding if your coming from the top down position, looking up from the bottom it comes off as real, uninhibited and quite frankly …Desperate ( in all the right ways). It’s not that we hate people… “we just feel better when their not around”.Funny, Mr. mansfield stopped by the shop yesterday, Zeb has that Keep Your Chin Up Fenses Shirt on. I think about the article in the stranger that he was expoed in, talkin bout the drinkin an shit. For me, everyones looking for an excuse to drink, trivia night, Last hoo rah at the fucking war room and I’m trying to think of a reason not to drink and nothing comes to mind… Fenses extends a shaking hand for me to shake ” my names chris” and the keep your chin up holds a double meaning. Some of us are trying to find a reason to wait till 11 to crack the first one, or to get out of bed to do it, its not the big stuff but the crushing ordinarieness of life… So many days waking up saying, “ille never drink again and within an hour ya got a scotch and a spliff and your thinking, why the fuck did it take me till noon to start doing this? anyway, this isn’t about Fences and his terminal uniqueness, Art is the lives we lead, not the painting or the album. Cat who wrote that article missed that, untill we have some shit where we controll whats being published, then art will remain a commodity. Even Eric Grandys title “bad boy gone good” failed. This isnt about bad or good, right or wrong its about trying to reconcile within ourselves the fact that in order to make a living as an artist we have to give interviews to people like you Grandy… Keep ya chin up.
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