Posts tagged Interviews
I’ve realised that my posts have been highly concentrated in the realm of photography lately, so I’ve decided to do something else and share two interviews with Morrissey. For those who don’t know him, he’s the singer from The Smith, the godfather of all the irony-loving indie kids/had been indie-kids in the 80’s. Seriously, if you ever see the kind of indie-kid who wears tight jeans, listens to music with big headphones on a double-decker bus (and hang around in a corner of the room at house parties), at least 12% of their soul has been expressed or assuaged by Morrissey at some point in their lives. Naturally, people would describe or judge him in different ways, but many would agree that there is none quite like him.
But enough on my perspective. The first one is from 1984 when The Smiths just broke through with their self-titled debut album, The Smiths.
The second interview is from when he was nominated as the Greatest Living Icon for the BBC 2 Culture Show.
I find it tremendously interesting that a man with such fragile roots can develop to be so arrogant in the image of his own brilliance. The funny thing is, both the fragility and the arrogance (along with his poetic genius + great sense of humour) are equally manifested, and equally essential in his music and words. Morrissey, is possibly comical/profound passive-aggressiveness at its best.
If his strange yet fascinating being has piqued your interest, you can listen to Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now - one of The Smiths’ many, many great songs.
Since the discovery of his Subway (1982) Reprint, I’ve been deeply inspired by Bruce Davidson and the compelling balance of reality/fantasy captured in his photographs. So I ventured out into the cyber-sea and fished out two video interviews; both worth a watch for anyone who’s ever attempted/aspired to shoot the streets. Much respect to the man who, at age 78, is still driven by the same passion he had in his preadolescent years, giving out photos to subjects, and dedicated to making contacts and connecting with the people and the world around him. I’m no critic of the *snap*-run! + a distant “f**k you asshole” approach, but Davidson’s style just makes me want to high-five the s**t out of him until he cries tears of pleasure spiked with pain.
Davidson on his subjects from East 100th Street:
While I didn’t have any agenda, they just felt good that someone wanted to see them. And that happens a lot with various bodies of work of mine where people are glad you’re there to see them.