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Echo of Pearl Jam's First Online Chat at Lycos, May 15, 2000
LycosHost welcomes everyone and the chat begins...
AskPearlJam: Devious1-guest says: Eddie, with the New Year and decade upon us. How do you feel about where you fit in to the music scene today?
Eddie: Let's start off with an easy one.
AskPearlJam: Sigmagirl says: What is The West Memphis 3?
Eddie: There was an interesting case concerning the death penalty that took place in West Memphis, Arkansas. It was a documentary made for HBO. They made a second one as well. Basically it comes down to 3 teenagers who were accused, perhaps falsely, of a tragic crime against some younger kids. Basically 3 little kids about 7 or 8 were all murdered in a really ugly fashion. But what is interesting about it is it seems the teenagers were chosen from the town that the suspects based on their dress and the fact that they were the only 3 in town that wore T-shirts with rockbands on them, like Metallica. In New York they would not be picked out of a crowd but they stood out in West Memphis. It's a long story. A lot of people think these teenagers who were ultimately convicted--two were given life and one the death penalty--there is a lot of evidence to suggest that they weren't involved and it's worth saying that there was no real evidence to support the fact that they were involved or guilty. I believe there is a website that people can look at that has tons and tons of information and perhaps places where you can write letters or show support for them at http://www.wm3.org/ now that I am thinking about it. It's an interesting and scary situation. It seems like a case of discrimination, not necessarily against color or sexual preference. It's more like against adolescence and ones that may look a little different. Thanks for asking!
AskPearlJam: Angelfish says: What books have you all been reading lately?
Stone: I just read a book called Running Mate by Joe Klein. It was written by the same man who wrote Primary Colors, but it was no Primary Colors.
Mike: I'm reading Please Kill Me. A punk rock book about what was going on in New York in the late 70's. It's a killer book.
Eddie: I'm reading A Promise of Justice. It's about a death penalty case in Chicago. Another one where 3 guys were found to be innocent after being in jail for about 10 years or so. It was interesting because it was journalism students from a college in Chicago called Northwestern. Investigative journalism students did the investigative research to get them out.
AskPearlJam: bubberand says: How's the weather in Seattle tonight?
Mike: Awesome, and I'm amazed that it's awesome. It's really nice. About 70.
Eddie: One nice night in Seattle and we are in a chat room :-)
AskPearlJam: Smirks-guest says: This summer you guys are playing a lot of outdoor arenas..is this something you like better than say the large indoor arenas?
Stone: Yeah, in general, if we can play outdoors, we generally prefer it, especially in the summer.
AskPearlJam: hovercraft-guest says: how does it feel, after 2 years, to get back together and travel around the world like a "couple"... who is more tourist in the band =)?
Stone: I look the most like a tourist. Eddie smells the most like a tourist.
Mike: Since we haven't traveled around the world yet, it's going to be great.
AskPearlJam: aliveguy324-guest says: does any of the band members have any pre-concert rituals that you do.
Stone: We use to kind of stand around and give each other a lot of hugs, but lately, we haven't done that, so no.
AskPearlJam: Rooodle says: How do you guys use the internet?
Mike: I never do, until today. This is the first time I ever have.
Stone: Just emails periodically
Eddie: I respect the internet. I prefer the typewriter.
AskPearlJam: toeman10-guest says: what plans, if any, do you have regarding distributing music over the 'net?
Stone: Certainly distributing music over the net is pretty interesting concept and we think that some way that might be a great way to get music to our fans but we are definitely taking it slow.
AskPearlJam: Big_Train-guest says: How do you decide what songs you are going to play at a given show and is there a chance we might be hearing Dirty Frank this time around?
Eddie: There's a slight chance. Probably play some of the new songs or some of our favorite songs right now so we will play those. The set list that we come up with is kind of like a map for your evening, how it will make us feel and how it is going to make the listener feel so we put a lot of thought into it right before we go on.
AskPearlJam: ArmlessDrifter-guest says: What do you guys think was the best show you guys have ever played?
Eddie: Two nights ago in Bellingham.
Mike: There was one in Chicago that we played for 3 hours one time that I thought was pretty great.
Stone: Maybe Madison Square Garden, second show tour.
AskPearlJam: Beatles333-guest says: What's in your CD player right now?
Stone: The new Elliot Smith is in mine.
Mike: the new Blink and Social Distortion
Eddie: The new Sleater-Kinney and the second Wellwater Conspiracy that has Matt Cameron on it.
Stone: And also the new Neil Young.
Eddie: I've got that one too.
AskPearlJam: PearlJama101-guest says: Who's idea was it for Eddie to play banjo on "Soon Forget"?
Eddie: I don't know whose idea it was but it was turned down.
Stone: Actually Eddie played a ukelele on it.
AskPearlJam: jcckjh-guest says: If you could pick one song which was the most challenging to finish, which would it be?
Eddie: I'd say Insignificance. We also worked and wrestled in order to come up with a song called Light Years. It took a couple of drastic turns. We were working on a different song for a few weeks and then felt Light Years was written from that in about 30 minutes.
AskPearlJam: Ed_vacuation-guest sayst: what do you guys enjoy the most about being in the studio together, creating quite possible the BEST MUSIC EVER!!!!!!!?
Eddie: The free fruit. There is a good fruit bowl in the studio.
AskPearlJam: Obi_Wan_Corduroy guest says: Because of the huge popularity of Pearl Jam bootleg shows, were any of you afraid to put out "Live on Two Legs"?
Stone: Why would we be afraid?
Mike: I would say no. We weren't afraid. I thought it was a great representation of the tour that we did with Matt Cameron being in the mix now, it was a good thing to put out.
Eddie: I think it could have been better and I think it would have been better if it would have been more like a bootleg--longer and just like a real show, which we will do next time.
AskPearlJam: prajalem-guest says: any truth to the myth that the song "Parting Ways" indicates the end of this band after this tour?? (Sure hope not!!)
Eddie: Anything is possible.
AskPearlJam: gardenofstone24-guest says: hey guys, I was just wondering during this tour you guys will be mixing some of the older songs into the set lists that have not been played in a while as well as many new ones?
Stone: Yes, we will.
AskPearlJam: FiftyFree says: How would you describe "Binaural" to longtime fans that haven't heard it yet?
Eddie: I wouldn't dare try. It's interesting that you asked that, gardenofstone24, because that song might be one of them.
AskPearlJam: hrek-guest says: What do you guys like to do in your free time?
Eddie: Cyber chats.
Mike: Play a little tennis. Give money to the homeless occasionally.
AskPearlJam: jblagg-guest says: How are you guys enjoying the chat? Do you think you'll be doing any more of this kind of thing in the future?
Stone: I would say in general that it is stupid. I think regular conversation is so much more satisfying.
Eddie: I think everyone is doing a great job and I feel a little handicapped not having my fingers on the keyboard because someone else is typing.
Stone: I said it was stilted, not stupid. Sorry about that!
Mike: It's way more exciting to talk to people. It's still very strange talking to this ambiguous thing, but whatever. It's one of those things.
AskPearlJam: mean5150-guest says: What inspired the soul-searching lyrics of "Sleight of Hand"?
Eddie: Stuck in traffic.
AskPearlJam: empty_stares-guest says: Hey guys, first and foremost, a heartfelt thank you for all your music and all you do for your fans. My "question," if you're willing to discuss, is there a story behind hey foxymophandlemama?
Eddie: Yeah, I had taped something off the tv when I was maybe 17 or something and I think it was people who had mental problems who were being let out of the hospitals early because the states were taking away funding for mental hospitals so they were setting these folks out without the necessary care but it was still very intriguing the way their mind worked and what they would say and we experimented and tried to incorporate it into what to date is our most emotional and moving song.
Stone: We incorporated it by using snippets of the audio tape.
LycosHost welcomes everyone and the chat begins...
AskPearlJam: Devious1-guest says: Eddie, with the New Year and decade upon us. How do you feel about where you fit in to the music scene today?
Eddie: Let's start off with an easy one.
AskPearlJam: Sigmagirl says: What is The West Memphis 3?
Eddie: There was an interesting case concerning the death penalty that took place in West Memphis, Arkansas. It was a documentary made for HBO. They made a second one as well. Basically it comes down to 3 teenagers who were accused, perhaps falsely, of a tragic crime against some younger kids. Basically 3 little kids about 7 or 8 were all murdered in a really ugly fashion. But what is interesting about it is it seems the teenagers were chosen from the town that the suspects based on their dress and the fact that they were the only 3 in town that wore T-shirts with rockbands on them, like Metallica. In New York they would not be picked out of a crowd but they stood out in West Memphis. It's a long story. A lot of people think these teenagers who were ultimately convicted--two were given life and one the death penalty--there is a lot of evidence to suggest that they weren't involved and it's worth saying that there was no real evidence to support the fact that they were involved or guilty. I believe there is a website that people can look at that has tons and tons of information and perhaps places where you can write letters or show support for them at http://www.wm3.org/ now that I am thinking about it. It's an interesting and scary situation. It seems like a case of discrimination, not necessarily against color or sexual preference. It's more like against adolescence and ones that may look a little different. Thanks for asking!
AskPearlJam: Angelfish says: What books have you all been reading lately?
Stone: I just read a book called Running Mate by Joe Klein. It was written by the same man who wrote Primary Colors, but it was no Primary Colors.
Mike: I'm reading Please Kill Me. A punk rock book about what was going on in New York in the late 70's. It's a killer book.
Eddie: I'm reading A Promise of Justice. It's about a death penalty case in Chicago. Another one where 3 guys were found to be innocent after being in jail for about 10 years or so. It was interesting because it was journalism students from a college in Chicago called Northwestern. Investigative journalism students did the investigative research to get them out.
AskPearlJam: bubberand says: How's the weather in Seattle tonight?
Mike: Awesome, and I'm amazed that it's awesome. It's really nice. About 70.
Eddie: One nice night in Seattle and we are in a chat room :-)
AskPearlJam: Smirks-guest says: This summer you guys are playing a lot of outdoor arenas..is this something you like better than say the large indoor arenas?
Stone: Yeah, in general, if we can play outdoors, we generally prefer it, especially in the summer.
AskPearlJam: hovercraft-guest says: how does it feel, after 2 years, to get back together and travel around the world like a "couple"... who is more tourist in the band =)?
Stone: I look the most like a tourist. Eddie smells the most like a tourist.
Mike: Since we haven't traveled around the world yet, it's going to be great.
AskPearlJam: aliveguy324-guest says: does any of the band members have any pre-concert rituals that you do.
Stone: We use to kind of stand around and give each other a lot of hugs, but lately, we haven't done that, so no.
AskPearlJam: Rooodle says: How do you guys use the internet?
Mike: I never do, until today. This is the first time I ever have.
Stone: Just emails periodically
Eddie: I respect the internet. I prefer the typewriter.
AskPearlJam: toeman10-guest says: what plans, if any, do you have regarding distributing music over the 'net?
Stone: Certainly distributing music over the net is pretty interesting concept and we think that some way that might be a great way to get music to our fans but we are definitely taking it slow.
AskPearlJam: Big_Train-guest says: How do you decide what songs you are going to play at a given show and is there a chance we might be hearing Dirty Frank this time around?
Eddie: There's a slight chance. Probably play some of the new songs or some of our favorite songs right now so we will play those. The set list that we come up with is kind of like a map for your evening, how it will make us feel and how it is going to make the listener feel so we put a lot of thought into it right before we go on.
AskPearlJam: ArmlessDrifter-guest says: What do you guys think was the best show you guys have ever played?
Eddie: Two nights ago in Bellingham.
Mike: There was one in Chicago that we played for 3 hours one time that I thought was pretty great.
Stone: Maybe Madison Square Garden, second show tour.
AskPearlJam: Beatles333-guest says: What's in your CD player right now?
Stone: The new Elliot Smith is in mine.
Mike: the new Blink and Social Distortion
Eddie: The new Sleater-Kinney and the second Wellwater Conspiracy that has Matt Cameron on it.
Stone: And also the new Neil Young.
Eddie: I've got that one too.
AskPearlJam: PearlJama101-guest says: Who's idea was it for Eddie to play banjo on "Soon Forget"?
Eddie: I don't know whose idea it was but it was turned down.
Stone: Actually Eddie played a ukelele on it.
AskPearlJam: jcckjh-guest says: If you could pick one song which was the most challenging to finish, which would it be?
Eddie: I'd say Insignificance. We also worked and wrestled in order to come up with a song called Light Years. It took a couple of drastic turns. We were working on a different song for a few weeks and then felt Light Years was written from that in about 30 minutes.
AskPearlJam: Ed_vacuation-guest sayst: what do you guys enjoy the most about being in the studio together, creating quite possible the BEST MUSIC EVER!!!!!!!?
Eddie: The free fruit. There is a good fruit bowl in the studio.
AskPearlJam: Obi_Wan_Corduroy guest says: Because of the huge popularity of Pearl Jam bootleg shows, were any of you afraid to put out "Live on Two Legs"?
Stone: Why would we be afraid?
Mike: I would say no. We weren't afraid. I thought it was a great representation of the tour that we did with Matt Cameron being in the mix now, it was a good thing to put out.
Eddie: I think it could have been better and I think it would have been better if it would have been more like a bootleg--longer and just like a real show, which we will do next time.
AskPearlJam: prajalem-guest says: any truth to the myth that the song "Parting Ways" indicates the end of this band after this tour?? (Sure hope not!!)
Eddie: Anything is possible.
AskPearlJam: gardenofstone24-guest says: hey guys, I was just wondering during this tour you guys will be mixing some of the older songs into the set lists that have not been played in a while as well as many new ones?
Stone: Yes, we will.
AskPearlJam: FiftyFree says: How would you describe "Binaural" to longtime fans that haven't heard it yet?
Eddie: I wouldn't dare try. It's interesting that you asked that, gardenofstone24, because that song might be one of them.
AskPearlJam: hrek-guest says: What do you guys like to do in your free time?
Eddie: Cyber chats.
Mike: Play a little tennis. Give money to the homeless occasionally.
AskPearlJam: jblagg-guest says: How are you guys enjoying the chat? Do you think you'll be doing any more of this kind of thing in the future?
Stone: I would say in general that it is stupid. I think regular conversation is so much more satisfying.
Eddie: I think everyone is doing a great job and I feel a little handicapped not having my fingers on the keyboard because someone else is typing.
Stone: I said it was stilted, not stupid. Sorry about that!
Mike: It's way more exciting to talk to people. It's still very strange talking to this ambiguous thing, but whatever. It's one of those things.
AskPearlJam: mean5150-guest says: What inspired the soul-searching lyrics of "Sleight of Hand"?
Eddie: Stuck in traffic.
AskPearlJam: empty_stares-guest says: Hey guys, first and foremost, a heartfelt thank you for all your music and all you do for your fans. My "question," if you're willing to discuss, is there a story behind hey foxymophandlemama?
Eddie: Yeah, I had taped something off the tv when I was maybe 17 or something and I think it was people who had mental problems who were being let out of the hospitals early because the states were taking away funding for mental hospitals so they were setting these folks out without the necessary care but it was still very intriguing the way their mind worked and what they would say and we experimented and tried to incorporate it into what to date is our most emotional and moving song.
Stone: We incorporated it by using snippets of the audio tape.
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AskPearlJam: Eddleiy-guest says: Does the band as a whole have a favorite track off the new album?
Stone: I doubt that the band could collectively agree on what their favorite song is. My favorite song is "Soon Forget."
Mike: I think "Nothing As It Seems" is my favorite.
Eddie: I'm trying to think of one that Stone wrote to return the favor. But I can't. I'll say "Thin Air" is a beautiful song.
AskPearlJam: Nickey2x-guest says: What kinds of misperceptions about the band or yourselves do you read or hear about in the press that really miffs you?
Eddie: The fact that we get miffed.
Stone: We've never been known to get miffed. Hustled, yes. I meant ruffled.
AskPearlJam: pershad-guest says: Do you agree with the lawsuit Metallica put against Napster or do you think your music should be free?
Eddie: I think people should be free.
AskPearlJam: iloveeddie-guest says: Is there anywhere in the world where you haven't played, but would like to??
Eddie: Brazil
Stone: The mideast, outside of Israel.
Eddie: Tell that person I love her, too, in a distant way.
Mike: I would say Cuba.
AskPearlJam: Brendan says: Why so long since the last album?
Stone: Has it been a year and a half?
Eddie: I think that's Brendan O'Brien asking the question and I want to tell Brendan that we can't employ him full-time.
AskPearlJam: Jillybean says: Where did you record "Binaural"?
Eddie: Seattle.
AskPearlJam: pearljamlover-guest says: Is there a difference in the fans here versus the fans overseas?
Eddie: Yes. More chanting overseas. More soccer chants.
AskPearlJam: mdziama-guest says: Any shows on this tour you guys looking forward to in particular?
Eddie: Every night really.
AskPearlJam: BPendergraft-guest says: Would you ever let a fan tag along with you guys for a tour to see what all goes on behind the scenes, you know like a Pearl Jam "homework" assignment? I would definitely be willing to travel with you guys!!! Just to hear all the sweet music.
Eddie: That's very nice of you to say. But there is no tagging along. You've got to have a job. Right now, they are all taken.
Eddie: By people who don't like our music.
Eddie: What a waste (just kidding)
AskPearlJam: rocknroll-guest says: is it true that if you play privacy backwards in the Vitalogy album it says thank you to Pete Townshend?
Eddie: LOL
Eddie: [smiley face]
Eddie: No, but it does say that somewhere in Binaural.
AskPearlJam: tkoby11-guest says: What was it like working with a new producer...what were some new challenges/similarities on Binaural?
Mike: It was interesting. Tchad, kind of for me personally, pushed me to play more takes for a song than I had done previously on records so that was a learning experience. It was kind of challenging to keep playing and doing a take over and over again when generally I do it in the first 3 takes.
Eddie: We took advantage of his patience. And the rest of the band took advantage of mine.
AskPearlJam: Koncrete_Kite-guest says: What advice could you give a local ROCK band who's trying to land a record deal while all these boy-toy-dance-clones or rap-metal-meat-heads dominate the airwaves? It's awesome how you guys are still jamming!
Eddie: First of all, thanks!
Eddie: Don't quit.
Stone: Write good songs.
Stone: And shows.
Stone: Or have a stupid name.
Stone: Oh, wait! We have one!
AskPearlJam: LooseGroove927-guest says: You've all worked with various different musicians over the years. Who's been your favorite to work with?
Stone: I'll just, to be different, will say Chris Cornell.
Eddie: I've enjoyed all of the musicians that I have played with. I just like making music.
Mike: Pearl Jam!
AskPearlJam: steviewonder99-guest says: What was your inspiration, if you are willing to discuss, for "Yellow Ledbetter." I've heard many interpretations by other 'Pearl Jam experts,' but I wanted to hear it from the source.
Eddie: It's too long of an answer for this chat. I'm sorry. It was written right around the time of the Gulf War. That's about as far as I can get into it. It's an anti-patriotic song, actually.
AskPearlJam: IsmaelsPupil-guest says: Have you given any thought to a possible appearance at the Tibetan Freedom Concert this year (if they have it)?
Eddie: Not yet, no.
Eddie: We would like people to think about voting, though, this year.
Eddie: So register now.
Eddie: And educate yourselves soon.
Eddie: We thank you for doing that.
AskPearlJam: Dignin-guest says: Because you guys often leave the lyrics to audience interpretation, are there ever times where you find that somebody has completely missed the message?
Eddie: Nothing that affected World Peace. And Stone rarely gets them.
AskPearlJam: Gigglegirl says: Did Brendan O'Brien produce any tracks on Binaural?
Stone: Brendan didn't produce any tracks on the record but he mixed maybe 7 or 8 of them. Which has a pretty dramatic effect on how the songs sound.
AskPearlJam: Peeps-guest says: this is for everyone.....being around the same age group as me, you have to have a 80's one hit wonder song that you're ashamed to admit you like, for me, it's either Flock of Seagulls, "I Ran," or Wang Chung "Dance Hall Days." What's yours?
Eddie: Oh. Why be ashamed? Pearl_Jam: Except for maybe "Dance Hall Days." That's shameful.
Mike: "Dercammisar." "Der Kommisar"
Stone: Mine is "You Spin Me Around Baby" by Dead or Alive and for that matter, the song, "Wanted Dead or Alive."
Eddie: And now I'm ashamed of them.
AskPearlJam: binaural_5_16_00-guest says: Will you guys ever put out any more videos like "Single Video Theory"?
Eddie: Yes, but better. Actually, I'd like to put out that we've done this thing called Monkey Wrench Radio a few times and we'd like to put that out as well because they were filmed.
Stone: But I'd like to do one more.
AskPearlJam: goots-guest says: What's a question you'd like to answer but have never been asked?
Eddie: Is your cyber chat over yet?
Mike: Was that the grey ghost?
Stone: You want to hold my winning lottery ticket?
AskPearlJam: Lycos says: Looks like we are almost out of time for this chat. Do you guys have any parting words for the audience?
Eddie: Be safe, take care and be friends. And thanks a lot for your interest in our music. It gives us a lot of freedom and we appreciate that.
Mike: Thanks a lot for this opportunity and I hope you enjoy the record.
LycosHost: Thanks guys we had a really good time chatting with you. We will have to do this again sometime!!
Stone: I doubt that the band could collectively agree on what their favorite song is. My favorite song is "Soon Forget."
Mike: I think "Nothing As It Seems" is my favorite.
Eddie: I'm trying to think of one that Stone wrote to return the favor. But I can't. I'll say "Thin Air" is a beautiful song.
AskPearlJam: Nickey2x-guest says: What kinds of misperceptions about the band or yourselves do you read or hear about in the press that really miffs you?
Eddie: The fact that we get miffed.
Stone: We've never been known to get miffed. Hustled, yes. I meant ruffled.
AskPearlJam: pershad-guest says: Do you agree with the lawsuit Metallica put against Napster or do you think your music should be free?
Eddie: I think people should be free.
AskPearlJam: iloveeddie-guest says: Is there anywhere in the world where you haven't played, but would like to??
Eddie: Brazil
Stone: The mideast, outside of Israel.
Eddie: Tell that person I love her, too, in a distant way.
Mike: I would say Cuba.
AskPearlJam: Brendan says: Why so long since the last album?
Stone: Has it been a year and a half?
Eddie: I think that's Brendan O'Brien asking the question and I want to tell Brendan that we can't employ him full-time.
AskPearlJam: Jillybean says: Where did you record "Binaural"?
Eddie: Seattle.
AskPearlJam: pearljamlover-guest says: Is there a difference in the fans here versus the fans overseas?
Eddie: Yes. More chanting overseas. More soccer chants.
AskPearlJam: mdziama-guest says: Any shows on this tour you guys looking forward to in particular?
Eddie: Every night really.
AskPearlJam: BPendergraft-guest says: Would you ever let a fan tag along with you guys for a tour to see what all goes on behind the scenes, you know like a Pearl Jam "homework" assignment? I would definitely be willing to travel with you guys!!! Just to hear all the sweet music.
Eddie: That's very nice of you to say. But there is no tagging along. You've got to have a job. Right now, they are all taken.
Eddie: By people who don't like our music.
Eddie: What a waste (just kidding)
AskPearlJam: rocknroll-guest says: is it true that if you play privacy backwards in the Vitalogy album it says thank you to Pete Townshend?
Eddie: LOL
Eddie: [smiley face]
Eddie: No, but it does say that somewhere in Binaural.
AskPearlJam: tkoby11-guest says: What was it like working with a new producer...what were some new challenges/similarities on Binaural?
Mike: It was interesting. Tchad, kind of for me personally, pushed me to play more takes for a song than I had done previously on records so that was a learning experience. It was kind of challenging to keep playing and doing a take over and over again when generally I do it in the first 3 takes.
Eddie: We took advantage of his patience. And the rest of the band took advantage of mine.
AskPearlJam: Koncrete_Kite-guest says: What advice could you give a local ROCK band who's trying to land a record deal while all these boy-toy-dance-clones or rap-metal-meat-heads dominate the airwaves? It's awesome how you guys are still jamming!
Eddie: First of all, thanks!
Eddie: Don't quit.
Stone: Write good songs.
Stone: And shows.
Stone: Or have a stupid name.
Stone: Oh, wait! We have one!
AskPearlJam: LooseGroove927-guest says: You've all worked with various different musicians over the years. Who's been your favorite to work with?
Stone: I'll just, to be different, will say Chris Cornell.
Eddie: I've enjoyed all of the musicians that I have played with. I just like making music.
Mike: Pearl Jam!
AskPearlJam: steviewonder99-guest says: What was your inspiration, if you are willing to discuss, for "Yellow Ledbetter." I've heard many interpretations by other 'Pearl Jam experts,' but I wanted to hear it from the source.
Eddie: It's too long of an answer for this chat. I'm sorry. It was written right around the time of the Gulf War. That's about as far as I can get into it. It's an anti-patriotic song, actually.
AskPearlJam: IsmaelsPupil-guest says: Have you given any thought to a possible appearance at the Tibetan Freedom Concert this year (if they have it)?
Eddie: Not yet, no.
Eddie: We would like people to think about voting, though, this year.
Eddie: So register now.
Eddie: And educate yourselves soon.
Eddie: We thank you for doing that.
AskPearlJam: Dignin-guest says: Because you guys often leave the lyrics to audience interpretation, are there ever times where you find that somebody has completely missed the message?
Eddie: Nothing that affected World Peace. And Stone rarely gets them.
AskPearlJam: Gigglegirl says: Did Brendan O'Brien produce any tracks on Binaural?
Stone: Brendan didn't produce any tracks on the record but he mixed maybe 7 or 8 of them. Which has a pretty dramatic effect on how the songs sound.
AskPearlJam: Peeps-guest says: this is for everyone.....being around the same age group as me, you have to have a 80's one hit wonder song that you're ashamed to admit you like, for me, it's either Flock of Seagulls, "I Ran," or Wang Chung "Dance Hall Days." What's yours?
Eddie: Oh. Why be ashamed? Pearl_Jam: Except for maybe "Dance Hall Days." That's shameful.
Mike: "Dercammisar." "Der Kommisar"
Stone: Mine is "You Spin Me Around Baby" by Dead or Alive and for that matter, the song, "Wanted Dead or Alive."
Eddie: And now I'm ashamed of them.
AskPearlJam: binaural_5_16_00-guest says: Will you guys ever put out any more videos like "Single Video Theory"?
Eddie: Yes, but better. Actually, I'd like to put out that we've done this thing called Monkey Wrench Radio a few times and we'd like to put that out as well because they were filmed.
Stone: But I'd like to do one more.
AskPearlJam: goots-guest says: What's a question you'd like to answer but have never been asked?
Eddie: Is your cyber chat over yet?
Mike: Was that the grey ghost?
Stone: You want to hold my winning lottery ticket?
AskPearlJam: Lycos says: Looks like we are almost out of time for this chat. Do you guys have any parting words for the audience?
Eddie: Be safe, take care and be friends. And thanks a lot for your interest in our music. It gives us a lot of freedom and we appreciate that.
Mike: Thanks a lot for this opportunity and I hope you enjoy the record.
LycosHost: Thanks guys we had a really good time chatting with you. We will have to do this again sometime!!
.pissbottleman
Iskusan
- Poruka
- 6.368
Rolling Stone 10/28/93
by: Cameron Crowe
FIVE AGAINST THE WORLD
Pearl Jam emerge from the strange daze of superstardom with a new album full
of rage and warrior soul.
There are two Eddie Vedders. One is quiet, shy, barely audible when he
speaks. Loving and loved in return. The other is tortured, a bitter realist,
a man capable of pointing out injustice and waging that war on the home
front, inside himself. On a warm and windy late-spring day in San Rafael,
California, it's easy to see which Eddie Vedder is shooting baskets outside
the Site, the recording studio where Pearl Jam are finishing their second
album. It is tortured Eddie, the one with the deep crease between his
eyebrows.
"Your shot," calls Jeff Ament, the group's bassist. He bounces the ball
to Vedder, who takes a long outside jumper. It rattles into the basket and
rolls away. By the time Ament retrieves the ball, Vedder has already
disappeared into the studio. His mind is on a new song, "Rearviewmirror."
This is the last day of recording at the Site, and the track's fate hangs in
the balance. It's a song about suicide... but it's too "catchy."
The choice of studio seemed perfect back in February, when the band
decided to record the new album here. This idyllic studio compound in the
hills outside the San Francisco offered privacy and focus. Keith Richards had
recorded here; his thank-you note to the studio is framed on the living-room
wall. This is gorgeous country, where locals look out at the expansive green
horizon and say things like "George Lucas owns everything to the left." This
is where Pearl Jam would face the challenge of following up Ten, one of the
most successful debut albums in rock. There was only one problem.
"I ******* hate it here," says Vedder, standing in the cool blue room
where he is about to sing. "I've had a hard time." He places the lyric sheet
on a stand between two turquoise-green guitars. "How do you make a rock
record here? Maybe the old rockers, maybe they love this. Maybe they need the
comfort and the relaxation. Maybe they need it to make dinner music"
Frustrated, Vedder shakes his head He pulls at his black T-shirt,
uncomfortable in his own skin. A long moment passes. Finally, producer
Brendan O'Brien speaks over the intercom. "Ready to give it a shot?"
"Sure," Vedder says quietly, turning his back for the vocal. He slips on
headphones, and for a long time the only sound in the room is his tapping
foot.
"Took a drive today," he sings. "Time to emancipate/I guess it was the
beatings/Made me wise . . ." He holds a shaking hand to his head. "But I'm
not about to give thanks . . . or apologize." Now listening carefully, his
weight shifts from foot to foot. He growls and begins spitting on the floor.
"Divided by fear . . ." Louder now. "Forced to endure/What I could not
forgive . . ." He's bellowing now, eyes shut. "Saw things . . ." The room is
filled with his anger. "Clearer . . . once you were in my . . ." Eight feet
away, a snare drum leaning against the wall starts to shake. "Rearview . . .
mirrorrr!"
In another part of the building, Ament, the band's resident artist,
prepares for a group meeting about the new album cover. For months, the
unwritten rule had been Don't talk about it. Just make the record. Forget
about the pressures on the other side of that hill. But now decisions must be
made, and the band slowly gathers in the kitchen to look at Ament's ideas.
"I've been thinking about windows," Ament says, fighting nerves, passing
his artwork ideas to the other members. Ament's distinctive hand-scripted
style adorns all the group's T-shirts and record releases. On the table
before them is a complex collection of his photos and sketches.
"Cool," says Vedder softly, just returned from the studio and still hunched
from the emotional vocal. Stone Gossard and Mike McCready, the band's
guitarists, study the ideas with growing enthusiasm. Buoyed, Ament continues.
He likes the idea of contradiction. Conflicting images. The five members kick
the concept around until it sticks. Contradiction. There is the lull that
follows a winning idea.
"So are we talking about 'Daughter' as the first single?" drummer Dave
Abbruzzese asks casually.
Suddenly, all air leave the room. The other four members dog pile on
Abbruzzese. What single? One meeting at a time! What do you mean, single?
Abbruzzese shrugs. Perhaps it's still a little too soon to mention the
unmentionable. Soon, the subject returns to the album-cover art. Abbruzzese
suggests adding a battered and bolted New York City apartment window to the
artwork. The idea is instantly accepted and the meeting ends on an exuberant
note. The band disappears to play softball while Brendan O'Brien finishes the
mix of "Rearviewmirror."
by: Cameron Crowe
FIVE AGAINST THE WORLD
Pearl Jam emerge from the strange daze of superstardom with a new album full
of rage and warrior soul.
There are two Eddie Vedders. One is quiet, shy, barely audible when he
speaks. Loving and loved in return. The other is tortured, a bitter realist,
a man capable of pointing out injustice and waging that war on the home
front, inside himself. On a warm and windy late-spring day in San Rafael,
California, it's easy to see which Eddie Vedder is shooting baskets outside
the Site, the recording studio where Pearl Jam are finishing their second
album. It is tortured Eddie, the one with the deep crease between his
eyebrows.
"Your shot," calls Jeff Ament, the group's bassist. He bounces the ball
to Vedder, who takes a long outside jumper. It rattles into the basket and
rolls away. By the time Ament retrieves the ball, Vedder has already
disappeared into the studio. His mind is on a new song, "Rearviewmirror."
This is the last day of recording at the Site, and the track's fate hangs in
the balance. It's a song about suicide... but it's too "catchy."
The choice of studio seemed perfect back in February, when the band
decided to record the new album here. This idyllic studio compound in the
hills outside the San Francisco offered privacy and focus. Keith Richards had
recorded here; his thank-you note to the studio is framed on the living-room
wall. This is gorgeous country, where locals look out at the expansive green
horizon and say things like "George Lucas owns everything to the left." This
is where Pearl Jam would face the challenge of following up Ten, one of the
most successful debut albums in rock. There was only one problem.
"I ******* hate it here," says Vedder, standing in the cool blue room
where he is about to sing. "I've had a hard time." He places the lyric sheet
on a stand between two turquoise-green guitars. "How do you make a rock
record here? Maybe the old rockers, maybe they love this. Maybe they need the
comfort and the relaxation. Maybe they need it to make dinner music"
Frustrated, Vedder shakes his head He pulls at his black T-shirt,
uncomfortable in his own skin. A long moment passes. Finally, producer
Brendan O'Brien speaks over the intercom. "Ready to give it a shot?"
"Sure," Vedder says quietly, turning his back for the vocal. He slips on
headphones, and for a long time the only sound in the room is his tapping
foot.
"Took a drive today," he sings. "Time to emancipate/I guess it was the
beatings/Made me wise . . ." He holds a shaking hand to his head. "But I'm
not about to give thanks . . . or apologize." Now listening carefully, his
weight shifts from foot to foot. He growls and begins spitting on the floor.
"Divided by fear . . ." Louder now. "Forced to endure/What I could not
forgive . . ." He's bellowing now, eyes shut. "Saw things . . ." The room is
filled with his anger. "Clearer . . . once you were in my . . ." Eight feet
away, a snare drum leaning against the wall starts to shake. "Rearview . . .
mirrorrr!"
In another part of the building, Ament, the band's resident artist,
prepares for a group meeting about the new album cover. For months, the
unwritten rule had been Don't talk about it. Just make the record. Forget
about the pressures on the other side of that hill. But now decisions must be
made, and the band slowly gathers in the kitchen to look at Ament's ideas.
"I've been thinking about windows," Ament says, fighting nerves, passing
his artwork ideas to the other members. Ament's distinctive hand-scripted
style adorns all the group's T-shirts and record releases. On the table
before them is a complex collection of his photos and sketches.
"Cool," says Vedder softly, just returned from the studio and still hunched
from the emotional vocal. Stone Gossard and Mike McCready, the band's
guitarists, study the ideas with growing enthusiasm. Buoyed, Ament continues.
He likes the idea of contradiction. Conflicting images. The five members kick
the concept around until it sticks. Contradiction. There is the lull that
follows a winning idea.
"So are we talking about 'Daughter' as the first single?" drummer Dave
Abbruzzese asks casually.
Suddenly, all air leave the room. The other four members dog pile on
Abbruzzese. What single? One meeting at a time! What do you mean, single?
Abbruzzese shrugs. Perhaps it's still a little too soon to mention the
unmentionable. Soon, the subject returns to the album-cover art. Abbruzzese
suggests adding a battered and bolted New York City apartment window to the
artwork. The idea is instantly accepted and the meeting ends on an exuberant
note. The band disappears to play softball while Brendan O'Brien finishes the
mix of "Rearviewmirror."
.pissbottleman
Iskusan
- Poruka
- 6.368
Abbruzzese stays behind, nursing a sore wrist. (He occasionally suffers
from carpal-tunnel syndrome, which causes numbness in three of his fingers.)
"To me, when I was younger and I heard about a band selling a million
records, I thought the band would get together and jump up and down for at
least a minute," he says with a wide-open East Texas laugh, "and just go,
'Wow, I can't believe it.' But it doesn't happen that way [in this band]. Me,
I flip out. I jump up and down by myself." For Abbruzzese, who co-wrote the
album's opening track, "Go," it's sometimes hard to watch his band mates deal
with success. "There's a lot of intensity over decisions," he says
cheerfully. "And I think it's great. But every once in a while, I wish
everyone would just let it go. Make a bad decision!" He looks out at the same
green forest Vedder had raged at earlier. "Look at this place! It's
paradise."
Sitting in a downtown-Seattle coffee shop a few weeks later, Stone Gossard
analyzes the combustible nature of his band 'I think we're doing fine," he
says in the clipped rhythm of an athlete. 'I think we made a great record.
Nobody's out buying limos and thinking they're the most amazing thing on
earth. There's a natural balance in the band where we need each other.
Everybody sees things from their own angle, and all those angles are the
archetypes of the things you need to really cover your ass. It's what makes a
band to me."
And he has heard the criticism of Pearl Jam's success. "If somebody wants
to say, 'You guys used to be my favorite band, but you got too big' - to me,
the problem with getting too big is not, innately, you get too big and all of
a sudden you stop playing good music," Gossard says. "The problem is, when
you get too big, you stop doing the things you used to do. Just being big
doesn't mean you can't go in your basement and write a good song. I think
people are capable of being a lot bigger on that rad big scale." He laughs.
"A lot more people are capable of being big out there that just don't give
themselves a chance."
At first, the songs on the new album, Pearl Jam, came in a burst. The
initial week of recording at the Site had produced "Rats," "Blood" "Go" and a
slow, potent version of their previously unrecorded stage favorite, "Leash."
Then the band hit a wall. Vedder disappeared into San Francisco, often
sleeping in his truck to preserve his fighting spirit. Hiking, he'd even
picked up poison ivy. "He needed to get in the space of his songs," says
Ament. "Soon we were back on track."
Pearl Jam is the band's turf statement, a personal declaration of the
importance of music over idolatry. But the burden of Pearl Jam's popularity
has fallen most solidly on Vedder, who spent much of his off-season wondering
about the effects of being in such a high-profile band. Vedder had -
uncharacteristically - even gotten into a barroom fight defending the band.
(In a Waits-like voice, he offers a snippet of an unrecorded song that he has
written about it: "Gave myself a black eye/To show off just how I was
feeling.") And one night, while sitting out on a deserted coastal sand bluff,
contemplating life after the death of a friend, guitarist Stefanie Sargent of
7 Year Bitch, he heard strange voices coming from the hill behind him. They
were singing "Black," the fragile song that to Vedder had come to symbolize
the overcommercialization of the band. He'd fought to keep it from getting
overplayed, didn't want a video made of the song. Vedder hiked out of the
bushes to ask the surprised hikers not to sing the song. Months later, he
still remembers their odd and concerned looks as they faced the angst-filled
author of the song.
"I had a hard time getting away," Vedder says now with a laugh. But as
Ament says, the struggle is everything. "The push and pull," he says, "is
what makes our band."
"Let's do 'Black,'" says Gossard.
It's rehearsal time back in Seattle, June 1993. Later in the summer, Pearl
Jam will do a brief "fun" tour of Europe, opening shows for Neil Young and
U2, and the band has rented out the downtown Moore Theater for practice.
Half-seriously, Gossard asks that the stage lights of the empty theater be
darkened. (They are.) He begins strumming the simple chords that open this
anguished song to a former lover. Then, hands in pockets, Vedder eases into
the words. He gives himself, wrenchingly, to a thousand empty seats. When
it's over, there is a buzz in the air. The band is clearly energized.
Soon Pearl Jam are racing with a new riff by Gossard. Abbruzese tries a few
different feels, locks in on one with Ament. Then McCready adds a spitfire
lead. Like McCready himself, his playing is quietly expressive marked by
sudden explosions. Now Vedder joins in, trying random lyrics ("When it comes
to modern times/You're standing in line"). His omnipresent yellow-tweed
suitcase, the one filled with journals and lyrics and masks and tapes, is
open and spread out onstage. He selects phrases and thoughts as the band
blazes behind him. Before long, they've honed loose versions of two new
songs. At the heart of Pearl Jam is the relationship between Gossard and
Vedder. "I consider us to be very different people," says Gossard, whose
razor-edged wit is far different from Vedder's deadpan irony. "Almost
polarized in a lot of ways. I mean, name any given issue, and we'll take
opposite sides of it. We give each other the total different end of the
spectrum so we can always somehow find the middle. My goal, what I really
want to achieve, is not to need him. Because he is needed by so many people
who don't really understand him."
from carpal-tunnel syndrome, which causes numbness in three of his fingers.)
"To me, when I was younger and I heard about a band selling a million
records, I thought the band would get together and jump up and down for at
least a minute," he says with a wide-open East Texas laugh, "and just go,
'Wow, I can't believe it.' But it doesn't happen that way [in this band]. Me,
I flip out. I jump up and down by myself." For Abbruzzese, who co-wrote the
album's opening track, "Go," it's sometimes hard to watch his band mates deal
with success. "There's a lot of intensity over decisions," he says
cheerfully. "And I think it's great. But every once in a while, I wish
everyone would just let it go. Make a bad decision!" He looks out at the same
green forest Vedder had raged at earlier. "Look at this place! It's
paradise."
Sitting in a downtown-Seattle coffee shop a few weeks later, Stone Gossard
analyzes the combustible nature of his band 'I think we're doing fine," he
says in the clipped rhythm of an athlete. 'I think we made a great record.
Nobody's out buying limos and thinking they're the most amazing thing on
earth. There's a natural balance in the band where we need each other.
Everybody sees things from their own angle, and all those angles are the
archetypes of the things you need to really cover your ass. It's what makes a
band to me."
And he has heard the criticism of Pearl Jam's success. "If somebody wants
to say, 'You guys used to be my favorite band, but you got too big' - to me,
the problem with getting too big is not, innately, you get too big and all of
a sudden you stop playing good music," Gossard says. "The problem is, when
you get too big, you stop doing the things you used to do. Just being big
doesn't mean you can't go in your basement and write a good song. I think
people are capable of being a lot bigger on that rad big scale." He laughs.
"A lot more people are capable of being big out there that just don't give
themselves a chance."
At first, the songs on the new album, Pearl Jam, came in a burst. The
initial week of recording at the Site had produced "Rats," "Blood" "Go" and a
slow, potent version of their previously unrecorded stage favorite, "Leash."
Then the band hit a wall. Vedder disappeared into San Francisco, often
sleeping in his truck to preserve his fighting spirit. Hiking, he'd even
picked up poison ivy. "He needed to get in the space of his songs," says
Ament. "Soon we were back on track."
Pearl Jam is the band's turf statement, a personal declaration of the
importance of music over idolatry. But the burden of Pearl Jam's popularity
has fallen most solidly on Vedder, who spent much of his off-season wondering
about the effects of being in such a high-profile band. Vedder had -
uncharacteristically - even gotten into a barroom fight defending the band.
(In a Waits-like voice, he offers a snippet of an unrecorded song that he has
written about it: "Gave myself a black eye/To show off just how I was
feeling.") And one night, while sitting out on a deserted coastal sand bluff,
contemplating life after the death of a friend, guitarist Stefanie Sargent of
7 Year Bitch, he heard strange voices coming from the hill behind him. They
were singing "Black," the fragile song that to Vedder had come to symbolize
the overcommercialization of the band. He'd fought to keep it from getting
overplayed, didn't want a video made of the song. Vedder hiked out of the
bushes to ask the surprised hikers not to sing the song. Months later, he
still remembers their odd and concerned looks as they faced the angst-filled
author of the song.
"I had a hard time getting away," Vedder says now with a laugh. But as
Ament says, the struggle is everything. "The push and pull," he says, "is
what makes our band."
"Let's do 'Black,'" says Gossard.
It's rehearsal time back in Seattle, June 1993. Later in the summer, Pearl
Jam will do a brief "fun" tour of Europe, opening shows for Neil Young and
U2, and the band has rented out the downtown Moore Theater for practice.
Half-seriously, Gossard asks that the stage lights of the empty theater be
darkened. (They are.) He begins strumming the simple chords that open this
anguished song to a former lover. Then, hands in pockets, Vedder eases into
the words. He gives himself, wrenchingly, to a thousand empty seats. When
it's over, there is a buzz in the air. The band is clearly energized.
Soon Pearl Jam are racing with a new riff by Gossard. Abbruzese tries a few
different feels, locks in on one with Ament. Then McCready adds a spitfire
lead. Like McCready himself, his playing is quietly expressive marked by
sudden explosions. Now Vedder joins in, trying random lyrics ("When it comes
to modern times/You're standing in line"). His omnipresent yellow-tweed
suitcase, the one filled with journals and lyrics and masks and tapes, is
open and spread out onstage. He selects phrases and thoughts as the band
blazes behind him. Before long, they've honed loose versions of two new
songs. At the heart of Pearl Jam is the relationship between Gossard and
Vedder. "I consider us to be very different people," says Gossard, whose
razor-edged wit is far different from Vedder's deadpan irony. "Almost
polarized in a lot of ways. I mean, name any given issue, and we'll take
opposite sides of it. We give each other the total different end of the
spectrum so we can always somehow find the middle. My goal, what I really
want to achieve, is not to need him. Because he is needed by so many people
who don't really understand him."
.pissbottleman
Iskusan
- Poruka
- 6.368
Later, Vedder grabs a pitcher of beer at a bar next, door, the Nightlite,
and unwinds from the rehearsal. He reflects on singing "Black" for the first
time in months. "There are certain songs that come from emotion," he says.
"It's got nothing to do with melody or timing or even words; it has to do
with the emotion behind the song. You can't put out 50 percent. You have to
sing them from a feeling. Like 'Alive' and 'Jeremy' to this day - and
'Black.' Those songs, they tear me up."
Ament is sitting next to him. The two have not been out together socially
since the 1992 Lollapalooza tour. They share the easy camaraderie of music
lovers. "My relationship with the band," Vedder says, "began as a love affair
on the phone with Jeff." Soon the two musicians are recalling the early
history of Pearl Jam, the scuffling days of only two and a half years ago.
It had all begun with an unassuming tape marked STONE GOSSARD DEMOS 91. The
guitar-god magazines have only recently discovered it, but most Pearl Jam
songs began life as a Gossard riff. One of his early favorites was a song
called "Dollar Short," an unfinished track that he'd started working on back
when he and bassist Ament were in Mother Love Bone. Love Bone was the
promising Seattle hard-rock band they'd formed after the breakup of their
previous group, grunge pioneers Green River. When Love Bone singer/songwriter
Andrew Wood died in 1990 of a tragic heroin overdose, Ament - the
Montana-born son of a barber - downshifted, playing around town with a group
called the War Babies and returning to his other love, graphic arts. Gossard
- a Seattle native whose father is a lawyer - barely put down his guitar,
playing constantly, moving away from the trippy atmospherics of Love Bone and
toward a hard-edged groove. Part of the new blueprint was "Dollar Short."
Eventually Gossard called in McCready, an explosive lead guitarist who had
been so bummed out by the breakup of his own Seattle band, Shadow, that he'd
started turning into a Republican - literally. He'd cut his hair, was working
in a video store and was reading a book by archconservative Barry Goldwater.
"I was becoming a staunch conservative," McCready says, "because I was so
depressed." Gossard saw him more as his new secret weapon for the band he
wanted to form.
'Whatever you're playing," says Gossard, " 'Cready comes in and lights the
fuse."
As the Seattle sound started to gather momentum around them - Nirvana were
about to enter the major- label arena, Sub Pop Records was flourishing -
Gossard and McCready jammed in the attic room of Gossard's parents' house.
That room had already been the musical hothouse for Green River and Mother
Love Bone. When Ament joined the Gossard-McCready jams, inspiration struck
again. "I knew we had a band," McCready says, "when we started playing that
song 'Dollar Short.' "
Dave Krusen joined the band later, playing on Ten, but soon left to deal
with some domestic problems. He was replaced by Abbruzzese, who had been
playing in a funk band and co-hosting a radio show, Music We Like, in
Houston. At first, Abbruzzese was tentative about playing rock full time;
after two shows, he'd tattooed Ament's stick-figure Pearl Jam logo on his
shoulder.
Today, listening to Gossard's original '91 demos is not unlike hearing Ten
without the vocals - powerful but incomplete. The missing piece, it turned
out, was in San Diego. Originally from Evanston, Ill., Vedder - better known
on the San Diego music scene as "the guy who never slept" - had brought a
Midwestern work ethic to the sunny beach community. Working at hyperspeed,
laboring days at a petroleum company to finance his budding career as a
singer and song-writer, Vedder had befriended Jack Irons, formerly of the Red
Hot Chili Peppers. Irons passed along Gossard's tape.
The demo tape from Seattle contained five instrumentals, Vedder remembers,
but there was something about that one song, the one with that great bridge,
that was triggering things that Vedder had kept long contained. It all came
to a head one morning in the fog as he was surfing, the morning "Dollar
Short" became a song called "Alive."
Vedder raced back to the Mission Beach apartment of his longtime
girlfriend, Beth Liebling. Working from yellow Post-it pads lifted from his
job, Vedder taped himself singing over three of the instrumentals. Together
the three songs told a story, as Vedder recalls today, "based on things that
had happened, and some I imagined." The "mini opera" tape was carefully
designed by Vedder, the graphics Xeroxed at work and the package entitled
Mamasan.
Sitting in his apartment in Seattle, Ament listened to the tape three times
and picked up a phone. "Stone," he said, "you better get over here."
By the time Vedder arrived in Seattle, he'd already written "Black." All
he'd requested in his earlier, lengthy phone conversations with Ament was not
to waste time. He wanted to come straight from the airport - right to their
rehearsal room - and make music. And that is what happened. The first song
they played together was "Alive." Within a week, they were a fully
functioning band. And Vedder's creative floodgates were wide open. Most of
his songs, from 'Why Go" to "Oceans," were real stories about people he
knew. Some of them contained riddles, private messages to himself or friends.
Even the lyrics printed on Ten are only partial, but it's hard to dispute the
pain in his delivery of such aching lines as "Daddy didn't give attention/To
the fact that Mommy didn't care."
"I don't know where all those songs came from," says Ament. "I know a
little about his childhood. I know he loved [the Who's] Quadrophenia ... I
guess I don't know many details."
"Alive" set the tone for everything that would follow. The first song on
Ten was also the first song to bring - attention to the band. It was clearly
Vedder's creative breakthrough, and the band's initial video celebrated a
cathartic live performance of the song. In an early Los Angeles Times review,
writer Chris William had even compared the song to the Who's "My Generation."
Today, "Alive" is a Gen X rallying cry, but tonight, sitting in the
Nightlite, Vedder reveals the true meaning of the song.
"Everybody writes about it like it's a life-affirmation, thing - I'm really
glad about that,' he says with a rueful laugh "It's a great interpretation.
But 'Alive' is ... it's torture. Which is why it's fucked up for me. Why I
should probably learn how to sing another way. It would be easier. It's...
it's too much."
Vedder continues: "The story of the song is that a mother is with a father
and the father dies. It's an intense thing because the son looks just like
the father. The son grows up to be the father, the person that she lost. His
father's dead, and now this confusion, his mother, his love, how does he love
her, how does she love him? In fact, the mother, even though she marries
somebody else, there's no one she's ever loved more than the father. You know
how it is, first loves and stuff. And the guy dies. How could you ever get
him back? But the son. He looks exactly like him. It's uncanny. So she wants
him. The son is oblivious to it all. He doesn't know what the **** is going
on. He's still dealing, he's still growing up. He's still dealing with love,
he's still dealing with the death of his father. All he knows is 'I'm still
alive' - those three words, that's totally out of burden."
Elvis' "Suspicious Minds" blasts on the jukebox as Vedder continues. "Now
the second verse is 'Oh she walks slowly into a young man's room... I can
remember to this very day . . . the look . . . the look.' And I don't say
anything else. And because I'm saying, 'The look, the look' everyone thinks
it goes with 'on her face.' It's not on her face. The look is between her
legs. Where do you go with that? That's where you came from."
"But I'm still alive. I'm the lover that's still alive. And the whole
conversation about 'You're still alive, she said' And his doubts: 'Do I
deserve to be? Is that the question?' Because he's fucked up forever! So now
he doesn't know how to deal with it, so what does he do, he goes out killing
people - that was [the song] 'Once.' He becomes a serial killer. And
'Footsteps,' the final song of the trilogy [it was released as a U.K. B side
to 'Jeremy'], that's when he gets executed That's what happens. The Green
River killer... and in San Diego, there was another prostitute killer down
there. Somehow I related to that. I think that happens more than we know.
It's a modern way of dealing with a bad life."
Then he smiles as he says, "I'm just glad I became a songwriter."
and unwinds from the rehearsal. He reflects on singing "Black" for the first
time in months. "There are certain songs that come from emotion," he says.
"It's got nothing to do with melody or timing or even words; it has to do
with the emotion behind the song. You can't put out 50 percent. You have to
sing them from a feeling. Like 'Alive' and 'Jeremy' to this day - and
'Black.' Those songs, they tear me up."
Ament is sitting next to him. The two have not been out together socially
since the 1992 Lollapalooza tour. They share the easy camaraderie of music
lovers. "My relationship with the band," Vedder says, "began as a love affair
on the phone with Jeff." Soon the two musicians are recalling the early
history of Pearl Jam, the scuffling days of only two and a half years ago.
It had all begun with an unassuming tape marked STONE GOSSARD DEMOS 91. The
guitar-god magazines have only recently discovered it, but most Pearl Jam
songs began life as a Gossard riff. One of his early favorites was a song
called "Dollar Short," an unfinished track that he'd started working on back
when he and bassist Ament were in Mother Love Bone. Love Bone was the
promising Seattle hard-rock band they'd formed after the breakup of their
previous group, grunge pioneers Green River. When Love Bone singer/songwriter
Andrew Wood died in 1990 of a tragic heroin overdose, Ament - the
Montana-born son of a barber - downshifted, playing around town with a group
called the War Babies and returning to his other love, graphic arts. Gossard
- a Seattle native whose father is a lawyer - barely put down his guitar,
playing constantly, moving away from the trippy atmospherics of Love Bone and
toward a hard-edged groove. Part of the new blueprint was "Dollar Short."
Eventually Gossard called in McCready, an explosive lead guitarist who had
been so bummed out by the breakup of his own Seattle band, Shadow, that he'd
started turning into a Republican - literally. He'd cut his hair, was working
in a video store and was reading a book by archconservative Barry Goldwater.
"I was becoming a staunch conservative," McCready says, "because I was so
depressed." Gossard saw him more as his new secret weapon for the band he
wanted to form.
'Whatever you're playing," says Gossard, " 'Cready comes in and lights the
fuse."
As the Seattle sound started to gather momentum around them - Nirvana were
about to enter the major- label arena, Sub Pop Records was flourishing -
Gossard and McCready jammed in the attic room of Gossard's parents' house.
That room had already been the musical hothouse for Green River and Mother
Love Bone. When Ament joined the Gossard-McCready jams, inspiration struck
again. "I knew we had a band," McCready says, "when we started playing that
song 'Dollar Short.' "
Dave Krusen joined the band later, playing on Ten, but soon left to deal
with some domestic problems. He was replaced by Abbruzzese, who had been
playing in a funk band and co-hosting a radio show, Music We Like, in
Houston. At first, Abbruzzese was tentative about playing rock full time;
after two shows, he'd tattooed Ament's stick-figure Pearl Jam logo on his
shoulder.
Today, listening to Gossard's original '91 demos is not unlike hearing Ten
without the vocals - powerful but incomplete. The missing piece, it turned
out, was in San Diego. Originally from Evanston, Ill., Vedder - better known
on the San Diego music scene as "the guy who never slept" - had brought a
Midwestern work ethic to the sunny beach community. Working at hyperspeed,
laboring days at a petroleum company to finance his budding career as a
singer and song-writer, Vedder had befriended Jack Irons, formerly of the Red
Hot Chili Peppers. Irons passed along Gossard's tape.
The demo tape from Seattle contained five instrumentals, Vedder remembers,
but there was something about that one song, the one with that great bridge,
that was triggering things that Vedder had kept long contained. It all came
to a head one morning in the fog as he was surfing, the morning "Dollar
Short" became a song called "Alive."
Vedder raced back to the Mission Beach apartment of his longtime
girlfriend, Beth Liebling. Working from yellow Post-it pads lifted from his
job, Vedder taped himself singing over three of the instrumentals. Together
the three songs told a story, as Vedder recalls today, "based on things that
had happened, and some I imagined." The "mini opera" tape was carefully
designed by Vedder, the graphics Xeroxed at work and the package entitled
Mamasan.
Sitting in his apartment in Seattle, Ament listened to the tape three times
and picked up a phone. "Stone," he said, "you better get over here."
By the time Vedder arrived in Seattle, he'd already written "Black." All
he'd requested in his earlier, lengthy phone conversations with Ament was not
to waste time. He wanted to come straight from the airport - right to their
rehearsal room - and make music. And that is what happened. The first song
they played together was "Alive." Within a week, they were a fully
functioning band. And Vedder's creative floodgates were wide open. Most of
his songs, from 'Why Go" to "Oceans," were real stories about people he
knew. Some of them contained riddles, private messages to himself or friends.
Even the lyrics printed on Ten are only partial, but it's hard to dispute the
pain in his delivery of such aching lines as "Daddy didn't give attention/To
the fact that Mommy didn't care."
"I don't know where all those songs came from," says Ament. "I know a
little about his childhood. I know he loved [the Who's] Quadrophenia ... I
guess I don't know many details."
"Alive" set the tone for everything that would follow. The first song on
Ten was also the first song to bring - attention to the band. It was clearly
Vedder's creative breakthrough, and the band's initial video celebrated a
cathartic live performance of the song. In an early Los Angeles Times review,
writer Chris William had even compared the song to the Who's "My Generation."
Today, "Alive" is a Gen X rallying cry, but tonight, sitting in the
Nightlite, Vedder reveals the true meaning of the song.
"Everybody writes about it like it's a life-affirmation, thing - I'm really
glad about that,' he says with a rueful laugh "It's a great interpretation.
But 'Alive' is ... it's torture. Which is why it's fucked up for me. Why I
should probably learn how to sing another way. It would be easier. It's...
it's too much."
Vedder continues: "The story of the song is that a mother is with a father
and the father dies. It's an intense thing because the son looks just like
the father. The son grows up to be the father, the person that she lost. His
father's dead, and now this confusion, his mother, his love, how does he love
her, how does she love him? In fact, the mother, even though she marries
somebody else, there's no one she's ever loved more than the father. You know
how it is, first loves and stuff. And the guy dies. How could you ever get
him back? But the son. He looks exactly like him. It's uncanny. So she wants
him. The son is oblivious to it all. He doesn't know what the **** is going
on. He's still dealing, he's still growing up. He's still dealing with love,
he's still dealing with the death of his father. All he knows is 'I'm still
alive' - those three words, that's totally out of burden."
Elvis' "Suspicious Minds" blasts on the jukebox as Vedder continues. "Now
the second verse is 'Oh she walks slowly into a young man's room... I can
remember to this very day . . . the look . . . the look.' And I don't say
anything else. And because I'm saying, 'The look, the look' everyone thinks
it goes with 'on her face.' It's not on her face. The look is between her
legs. Where do you go with that? That's where you came from."
"But I'm still alive. I'm the lover that's still alive. And the whole
conversation about 'You're still alive, she said' And his doubts: 'Do I
deserve to be? Is that the question?' Because he's fucked up forever! So now
he doesn't know how to deal with it, so what does he do, he goes out killing
people - that was [the song] 'Once.' He becomes a serial killer. And
'Footsteps,' the final song of the trilogy [it was released as a U.K. B side
to 'Jeremy'], that's when he gets executed That's what happens. The Green
River killer... and in San Diego, there was another prostitute killer down
there. Somehow I related to that. I think that happens more than we know.
It's a modern way of dealing with a bad life."
Then he smiles as he says, "I'm just glad I became a songwriter."
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- Poruka
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Sitting next to Vedder, Ament listens like a fascinated brother. Perhaps he
is remembering the first impressions Vedder made upon arriving in Seattle.
Friends from his early days up north recall a different Vedder from today, a
desperately shy surfer, a guy with a lot of heart and little irony. One
friend even called him Holy Eddie. "He was genuinely quiet and loving Eddie
when we first met him," says Ament. In the band's earliest shows, Vedder had
been so self-effacing, he barely looked up. "And at a certain point, he
changed."
An early turning point came onstage at a club called Harpo's, in Victoria,
British Columbia. It was Pearl Jam's maiden tour, their first appearance away
from a nurturing audience of Seattle friends. But this Canadian crowd was far
more interested in getting drunk. In midset, Vedder decided to challenge the
jaded audience, to wake them up. Unscrewing the 12-pound steel base of the
microphone stand, Vedder sent it flying over their heads, like a lethal
Frisbee. The steel disk crashed into the wall of the back bar.
They woke up.
Vedder would never fully be the same. Gossard credits the influence of
Soundgarden's Chris Cornell, who had asked Vedder to sing on his tribute to
Andrew Wood, Temple of the Dog. "Cornell had already transformed himself in
an intense way," Gossard says. "Eddie looked to him as a guide to help us
through that time."
Vedder soon developed a new stage habit. He began climbing the stage
scaffolding or the wings of the theaters the band was playing, falling into
the hands of an often worshipful crowd. 'I think the first time I got really
worried, we were in Texas," recalls McCready. "Eddie climbed up on this
girder, about 50 feet in the air. Nobody knew where he was. And all of a
sudden you look up - some guy had a flashlight on him - and it was like
'****!' He's up there clinging to a girder. I'm thinking, 'This guy is
insane, but I'm so totally pumped.' "
"That whole thing almost turned into a circus event," adds Ament. "People
weren't looking at his eyes when he was doing that. I think they were looking
at the ******* freak, you know. The guy who was dumb enough to put his life
on the line. Evel Knievel. But if you looked at his eyes, man, there was an
intensity in what he was doing. That was his belief in himself. He was
saying, 'This isn't just "rock" to me.' "
The band returned from a European tour and taped a stirring edition of
Unplugged. There was a particularly galvanizing, unforgettable moment at the
end of"Black." 'We belong . . . together . . . together," Vedder sang. It was
simple, a guy sitting on a stool, ripping his heart out, drowning
emotionally, right there in front of you. After Unplugged, letters to the
band's Ten Club almost doubled, many were about "Black," and they began in an
eerily similar fashion: "I was recently considering suicide, and then I heard
your music...."
Vedder answered many of the letters himself, sometimes leaving the band's
office in a wreck. But there was more work to be done. Almost immediately,
the band returned to Europe to play some of the big summer festivals in front
of 30,000 to 50,000 people. It was trial by fire.
"The whole thing culminated in Denmark," says Ament. "The Danish, I think,
were playing Italy in the World Cup, so the city was crazed. Nirvana was
playing there, and they were dealing with their fame, too. We played the show
in front of 70,000 people. Eddie went into the crowd, like he usually does,
and he came back, and the security didn't know who he was. They started
beating him up. Half the band went down. This was during 'Deep.' I remember
we stopped, and I was ready to jump down, seeing this total riot happen . . .
and Eddie and Eric [Johnson, tour manager], they're totally swinging. And
Mike's down there, and Dave's down there."
The previous night in Stockholm, Sweden, Vedder explains, the band had
played a longer show than usual. A group of Americans had reportedly broken
into the dressing room and, among other things, stolen Vedder's lyrics and
journals. He had intended to give them away at the end of the tour, just as
he'd done on an earlier European visit (with a backpack personalized by
handwritten accounts of each show). But the theft weighed on him; it felt
like a breach of trust, a bad omen. For Vedder, it was a metaphor for the
growing success of Pearl Jam. The band about which Ament had once written,
"Add water, watch Pearl Jam grow," was growing wildly, far beyond the
small-scale plans for a small-scale debut. 'It made us feel like playing
those huge shows maybe wasn't as important as we thought it was," says Ament.
"We packed our bags, and we left the next morning."
Sitting in the Nightlite, Ament and Vedder recall the bruising end to that
1991 tour. The band had seen their unassuming debut album, Ten, sell into the
millions. Only Billy Ray Cyrus had kept them from the No. 1 slot, thankfully
saving at least one achievement for later. Pearl Jam had been designed for a
slow build. Instead, they were strapped to the rocket. The band held numeros
meetings: "Where do we draw the line?" The line was drawn at "Black." Eddie
Vedder refused to turn the song into a video, wouldn't listen to the
corporate coaching that told him the track was, as Vedder puts it, "bigger
than 'Jeremy', bigger than you or me." Vedder held firm, and the band backed
him up.
"Some songs," he says, "just aren't meant to be played between Hit No. 2
and Hit No. 3. You start doing those things, you'll crush it. That's not why
we wrote songs. We didn't write to make hits. But those fragile songs get
crushed by the business. I don't want to be a part of it. I don't think the
band wants to be part of it."
The subject soon turns to video, and Ament describes a recent encounter
with Mark Eitzel from the group American Music Club. Ament and McCready
jammed with the band in Seattle, but within 30 seconds of conversation,
Eitzel took the opportunity to challenge Ament on the "Jeremy" video. 'I
liked your hit," he'd told Ament, co-author of the song, "but the video
sucked. It ruined my vision of the song."
The exchange stuck with Ament. "Ten years from now," he tells Vedder, 'I
don't want people to remember our songs as videos."
Vedder agrees. He promises that the new album will be released before any
videos. "I don't even have MTV," he says with a shrug. 'I don't know why I'm
commenting. People stop me in the streets and tell me about this band Stone
Temple Pilots. I don't even know who they are. I'm buying a sandwich, and
they go, 'What's going on with the Stone Temple Pilots?' "
"You haven't seen the video?" asks Ament. "You have to have seen it."
"I haven't," he says. "I don't have MTV."
Ament tells Vedder about the "Plush" video, with the singer's uncanny
appropriation of Vedder's mannerisms. Vedder's heard it before. In fact, he
hears it daily. From fans, from friends, even from a French musician who
complimented him on the song and his new short orange hair. (Vedder's hair is
still longish and brown.)
"Apparently, it's something that the guy is dealing with, too," Vedder
suggests. 'It's like, am I supposed to feel sympathy? Get your own trip, man.
I don't think I was copping anybody's trip. I wasn't copping Andy Wood's
trip. I wasn't copping Kurt Cobain's trip, even though Kurt Cobain's one of
the best trips I could ever cop. But Beth and I were part of the San Diego
scene. We knew everything that was going on, and it was small enough to know.
Those guys came from there? I never heard of 'em." End of subject.
For several more hours, Vedder and Ament reminisce over the strange daze of
the last few years. Vedder admits to Ament that it's no longer as easy, the
stage appearances are tougher now. It's harder, he says, to gear up to sing
the songs the way that they must be sung. And although Vedder is only an
occasional drinker, he has taken to slugging at a bottle of red wine onstage.
When the conversation turns to the late Andrew Wood, though, Vedder becomes
reflective.
'I wonder about Andy," he says. 'I relate sometimes. Not the drug part - I
don't need drugs to make my life tragic - but the fact that things were going
so well for him. He didn't know." Vedder pauses. "There's one song of his
that I'd be proud to sing. I won't tell you which one. But there was one song
of his that always got to me. Someday I'm going to sing it."
Vedder excuses himself to visit the restroom. Ament shakes his head "First
time I heard that," he says with a private smile.
is remembering the first impressions Vedder made upon arriving in Seattle.
Friends from his early days up north recall a different Vedder from today, a
desperately shy surfer, a guy with a lot of heart and little irony. One
friend even called him Holy Eddie. "He was genuinely quiet and loving Eddie
when we first met him," says Ament. In the band's earliest shows, Vedder had
been so self-effacing, he barely looked up. "And at a certain point, he
changed."
An early turning point came onstage at a club called Harpo's, in Victoria,
British Columbia. It was Pearl Jam's maiden tour, their first appearance away
from a nurturing audience of Seattle friends. But this Canadian crowd was far
more interested in getting drunk. In midset, Vedder decided to challenge the
jaded audience, to wake them up. Unscrewing the 12-pound steel base of the
microphone stand, Vedder sent it flying over their heads, like a lethal
Frisbee. The steel disk crashed into the wall of the back bar.
They woke up.
Vedder would never fully be the same. Gossard credits the influence of
Soundgarden's Chris Cornell, who had asked Vedder to sing on his tribute to
Andrew Wood, Temple of the Dog. "Cornell had already transformed himself in
an intense way," Gossard says. "Eddie looked to him as a guide to help us
through that time."
Vedder soon developed a new stage habit. He began climbing the stage
scaffolding or the wings of the theaters the band was playing, falling into
the hands of an often worshipful crowd. 'I think the first time I got really
worried, we were in Texas," recalls McCready. "Eddie climbed up on this
girder, about 50 feet in the air. Nobody knew where he was. And all of a
sudden you look up - some guy had a flashlight on him - and it was like
'****!' He's up there clinging to a girder. I'm thinking, 'This guy is
insane, but I'm so totally pumped.' "
"That whole thing almost turned into a circus event," adds Ament. "People
weren't looking at his eyes when he was doing that. I think they were looking
at the ******* freak, you know. The guy who was dumb enough to put his life
on the line. Evel Knievel. But if you looked at his eyes, man, there was an
intensity in what he was doing. That was his belief in himself. He was
saying, 'This isn't just "rock" to me.' "
The band returned from a European tour and taped a stirring edition of
Unplugged. There was a particularly galvanizing, unforgettable moment at the
end of"Black." 'We belong . . . together . . . together," Vedder sang. It was
simple, a guy sitting on a stool, ripping his heart out, drowning
emotionally, right there in front of you. After Unplugged, letters to the
band's Ten Club almost doubled, many were about "Black," and they began in an
eerily similar fashion: "I was recently considering suicide, and then I heard
your music...."
Vedder answered many of the letters himself, sometimes leaving the band's
office in a wreck. But there was more work to be done. Almost immediately,
the band returned to Europe to play some of the big summer festivals in front
of 30,000 to 50,000 people. It was trial by fire.
"The whole thing culminated in Denmark," says Ament. "The Danish, I think,
were playing Italy in the World Cup, so the city was crazed. Nirvana was
playing there, and they were dealing with their fame, too. We played the show
in front of 70,000 people. Eddie went into the crowd, like he usually does,
and he came back, and the security didn't know who he was. They started
beating him up. Half the band went down. This was during 'Deep.' I remember
we stopped, and I was ready to jump down, seeing this total riot happen . . .
and Eddie and Eric [Johnson, tour manager], they're totally swinging. And
Mike's down there, and Dave's down there."
The previous night in Stockholm, Sweden, Vedder explains, the band had
played a longer show than usual. A group of Americans had reportedly broken
into the dressing room and, among other things, stolen Vedder's lyrics and
journals. He had intended to give them away at the end of the tour, just as
he'd done on an earlier European visit (with a backpack personalized by
handwritten accounts of each show). But the theft weighed on him; it felt
like a breach of trust, a bad omen. For Vedder, it was a metaphor for the
growing success of Pearl Jam. The band about which Ament had once written,
"Add water, watch Pearl Jam grow," was growing wildly, far beyond the
small-scale plans for a small-scale debut. 'It made us feel like playing
those huge shows maybe wasn't as important as we thought it was," says Ament.
"We packed our bags, and we left the next morning."
Sitting in the Nightlite, Ament and Vedder recall the bruising end to that
1991 tour. The band had seen their unassuming debut album, Ten, sell into the
millions. Only Billy Ray Cyrus had kept them from the No. 1 slot, thankfully
saving at least one achievement for later. Pearl Jam had been designed for a
slow build. Instead, they were strapped to the rocket. The band held numeros
meetings: "Where do we draw the line?" The line was drawn at "Black." Eddie
Vedder refused to turn the song into a video, wouldn't listen to the
corporate coaching that told him the track was, as Vedder puts it, "bigger
than 'Jeremy', bigger than you or me." Vedder held firm, and the band backed
him up.
"Some songs," he says, "just aren't meant to be played between Hit No. 2
and Hit No. 3. You start doing those things, you'll crush it. That's not why
we wrote songs. We didn't write to make hits. But those fragile songs get
crushed by the business. I don't want to be a part of it. I don't think the
band wants to be part of it."
The subject soon turns to video, and Ament describes a recent encounter
with Mark Eitzel from the group American Music Club. Ament and McCready
jammed with the band in Seattle, but within 30 seconds of conversation,
Eitzel took the opportunity to challenge Ament on the "Jeremy" video. 'I
liked your hit," he'd told Ament, co-author of the song, "but the video
sucked. It ruined my vision of the song."
The exchange stuck with Ament. "Ten years from now," he tells Vedder, 'I
don't want people to remember our songs as videos."
Vedder agrees. He promises that the new album will be released before any
videos. "I don't even have MTV," he says with a shrug. 'I don't know why I'm
commenting. People stop me in the streets and tell me about this band Stone
Temple Pilots. I don't even know who they are. I'm buying a sandwich, and
they go, 'What's going on with the Stone Temple Pilots?' "
"You haven't seen the video?" asks Ament. "You have to have seen it."
"I haven't," he says. "I don't have MTV."
Ament tells Vedder about the "Plush" video, with the singer's uncanny
appropriation of Vedder's mannerisms. Vedder's heard it before. In fact, he
hears it daily. From fans, from friends, even from a French musician who
complimented him on the song and his new short orange hair. (Vedder's hair is
still longish and brown.)
"Apparently, it's something that the guy is dealing with, too," Vedder
suggests. 'It's like, am I supposed to feel sympathy? Get your own trip, man.
I don't think I was copping anybody's trip. I wasn't copping Andy Wood's
trip. I wasn't copping Kurt Cobain's trip, even though Kurt Cobain's one of
the best trips I could ever cop. But Beth and I were part of the San Diego
scene. We knew everything that was going on, and it was small enough to know.
Those guys came from there? I never heard of 'em." End of subject.
For several more hours, Vedder and Ament reminisce over the strange daze of
the last few years. Vedder admits to Ament that it's no longer as easy, the
stage appearances are tougher now. It's harder, he says, to gear up to sing
the songs the way that they must be sung. And although Vedder is only an
occasional drinker, he has taken to slugging at a bottle of red wine onstage.
When the conversation turns to the late Andrew Wood, though, Vedder becomes
reflective.
'I wonder about Andy," he says. 'I relate sometimes. Not the drug part - I
don't need drugs to make my life tragic - but the fact that things were going
so well for him. He didn't know." Vedder pauses. "There's one song of his
that I'd be proud to sing. I won't tell you which one. But there was one song
of his that always got to me. Someday I'm going to sing it."
Vedder excuses himself to visit the restroom. Ament shakes his head "First
time I heard that," he says with a private smile.
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Iskusan
- Poruka
- 6.368
It's 2 a.m. now, a chilly night in June. Ament and Vedder stand shivering
on the corner outside the Moore Theater. Neither seems anxious for the night
to end. Fingering their car keys, they continue talking under the darkened
marquee. Tonight is Grad Night in Seattle. Last call barflies and late night
prom couples brush past them on the street, no one recognizing the two
musicians, save for one woozy grad in a crimson tuxedo. For a few minutes, he
stands watching them from nearby, softly repeating a drunken mantra to
himself. "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie," he says and then moves on.
"I don't know if it was the beer or the company or what," Ament remarks,
"but I got to a place tonight I hadn't been in a long time."
"Me, too," says Vedder. "So much has changed around here."
"There's going to be a point where it'll revert back to the way that it
was," says Ament. "We'll get through this whole period right now. We'll get
back out there playing. We'll get back to actually being five guys who want
to work it out together."
Vedder thrusts his hands deep into his pockets. "I'd really like that," he
says.
The two band mates stand in the dark for another 10 minutes, talking about
Oliver Stone, about Reservoir Dogs, about attitudes in the band and sexism on
the road, about their pride in the new songs and about Vedder's ultimate
meltdown plan. He can always sell solo cassettes out of his house for $1.50.
Finally the cold overtakes them.
"See you tomorrow," says Ament, heading for the parking lot across the
street.
"Wait," says Vedder, "I'll go with you."
"**** you," yells a chorus of fans near the front. There is little poetry
in the Italian crowd. Forty thousand fill this Roman soccer stadium today,
but there isn't much they're interested in seeing outside of the group on the
ticket - U2.
"**** me?" repeats Vedder, out on the lip of the stage. "Tell you what -
you **** me, and Bono will **** you!"
The band launches into "Even Flow" and attempts to build a consensus, good
or bad, anything. The struggle for acceptance ends in a draw. This is one of
the few countries in the world not to have fallen under the Pearl Jam spell
and the band feels the chill in its first of two shows opening for U2's
Zooropa '93 road extravaganza. It would be easy to write this audience off as
lackadaisical, but within seconds of leaving the stage, the Zooropa DJ spins
Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust," and the entire stadium thunders along
in beat, instantly.
Back in the dressing room, the band mills about, somberly picking at food.
Abbruzzese already has a game plan for tomorrow: "I'm gonna lower the drum
riser so I can see the audience. I'm gonna connect with those people."
Within a few minutes, Vedder emerges upbeat and finds some American fans.
'I wish we'd played a club here," he tells them, signing some shirts. He and
Beth Liebling head out to the mixing platform to watch U2 with the rest of
the band. Before long, a cluster of super- and semi-supermodels position
themselves just behind him, clucking and whooping, taking pictures, trying to
get his attention. Vedder remains fixed on the spectacle ahead. Finally one
of the models manages an introduction to him. She speaks earnestly to him,
shaking his hand. Vedder nods politely, turning back to the show. Total time
investment - three seconds.
Later the band rides the tour bus back to the hotel. Stuck in traffic, a
crowd of Italian fans discovers the bus and strains to look inside. Their
expression is unmistakable. "Oh," they seem to say, "it's the other band."
But still they stare, as if looking inside a fish-bowl. "Wish we'd played a
club date here," says Vedder to no one in particular.
The conversation turns to Neil Young and the upcoming show with him in
Dublin, Ireland. The band is soon talking about its next chance to jam with
Young on "Rockin' in the Free World" But even this venerable topic is soon
exhausted And still the Roman faces stare inside the windows of the stalled
bus. It's unsettling. It is as if Zoo TV has gone off the air, and the test
pattern is Pearl Jam.
Until about a month before its release, the album was going to be titled
Five Against One. The name comes up during a meeting in a hotel room in Rome
as the band approves the final mixes of the record. There are already
rumblings from the record company. Can you raise Eddie's vocals? And there is
the issue of video. Can we get a decision on a director? And the press
interviews. You gotta do some. The answers to the questions are Not really,
No and Later. Decisions swirl around them hourly, but Pearl Jam are intent on
doing it their own way. The album title feels appropriate. The phrase comes
from a new song, "Animal."
"For me, that title represented a lot of struggles that you go through
trying to make a record," says Gossard, who picked out the phrase. "Your own
independence - your own soul - versus everybody else's. In this band, and I
think in rock in general the art of compromise is almost as important as the
art of individual expression. You might have five great artists in the band,
but if they can't compromise and work together, you don't have a great band.
It might mean something completely different to Eddie. But when I heard that
lyric, it made a lot of sense to me."
It's now Day 2 in Rome. Vedder sits at the top of the stadium bleachers on
this blazingly hot afternoon in July. He wears a tourist shirt that says I x
GRUNGE. He is rather anonymous in this country, and it agrees with him. "The
whole success thing, I feel like everybody else in the band is a lot happier
with it than me," he says. "Happy-go-lucky. They kind of roll with it. They
enjoy it, even. I can't seem to do that. It's not that I think I'm better
than it. I don't know. I'm just not that happy a person." He shrugs. "I'm
just not. What I enjoy is seeing music, getting to watch. Watching Neil
Young. Or I get to watch Sonic Youth from the side of the stage. That's
what's been nice for me. "Music is an incredibly powerful medium to deliver a
story by. But the best thing is, you have to have volume. You're supposed to
play it loud. I would do anything to be around music. You don't even have to
pay me."
Vedder confesses having some recent difficulties in writing for Pearl Jam.
As Gossard had pointed out earlier, the other band members now call him their
spokesperson, and with that comes a certain Eddie ethic. Vedder works hard
with manager Kelly Curtis to keep ticket prices low and to police the
powerful promotion machine of Sony Music. But therein lies the grand
contradiction. The artists he most admires are the very ones who have turned
their backs on the machinery of big-time rock - like Henry Rollins and Ian
MacKaye of Fugazi.
on the corner outside the Moore Theater. Neither seems anxious for the night
to end. Fingering their car keys, they continue talking under the darkened
marquee. Tonight is Grad Night in Seattle. Last call barflies and late night
prom couples brush past them on the street, no one recognizing the two
musicians, save for one woozy grad in a crimson tuxedo. For a few minutes, he
stands watching them from nearby, softly repeating a drunken mantra to
himself. "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie," he says and then moves on.
"I don't know if it was the beer or the company or what," Ament remarks,
"but I got to a place tonight I hadn't been in a long time."
"Me, too," says Vedder. "So much has changed around here."
"There's going to be a point where it'll revert back to the way that it
was," says Ament. "We'll get through this whole period right now. We'll get
back out there playing. We'll get back to actually being five guys who want
to work it out together."
Vedder thrusts his hands deep into his pockets. "I'd really like that," he
says.
The two band mates stand in the dark for another 10 minutes, talking about
Oliver Stone, about Reservoir Dogs, about attitudes in the band and sexism on
the road, about their pride in the new songs and about Vedder's ultimate
meltdown plan. He can always sell solo cassettes out of his house for $1.50.
Finally the cold overtakes them.
"See you tomorrow," says Ament, heading for the parking lot across the
street.
"Wait," says Vedder, "I'll go with you."
"**** you," yells a chorus of fans near the front. There is little poetry
in the Italian crowd. Forty thousand fill this Roman soccer stadium today,
but there isn't much they're interested in seeing outside of the group on the
ticket - U2.
"**** me?" repeats Vedder, out on the lip of the stage. "Tell you what -
you **** me, and Bono will **** you!"
The band launches into "Even Flow" and attempts to build a consensus, good
or bad, anything. The struggle for acceptance ends in a draw. This is one of
the few countries in the world not to have fallen under the Pearl Jam spell
and the band feels the chill in its first of two shows opening for U2's
Zooropa '93 road extravaganza. It would be easy to write this audience off as
lackadaisical, but within seconds of leaving the stage, the Zooropa DJ spins
Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust," and the entire stadium thunders along
in beat, instantly.
Back in the dressing room, the band mills about, somberly picking at food.
Abbruzzese already has a game plan for tomorrow: "I'm gonna lower the drum
riser so I can see the audience. I'm gonna connect with those people."
Within a few minutes, Vedder emerges upbeat and finds some American fans.
'I wish we'd played a club here," he tells them, signing some shirts. He and
Beth Liebling head out to the mixing platform to watch U2 with the rest of
the band. Before long, a cluster of super- and semi-supermodels position
themselves just behind him, clucking and whooping, taking pictures, trying to
get his attention. Vedder remains fixed on the spectacle ahead. Finally one
of the models manages an introduction to him. She speaks earnestly to him,
shaking his hand. Vedder nods politely, turning back to the show. Total time
investment - three seconds.
Later the band rides the tour bus back to the hotel. Stuck in traffic, a
crowd of Italian fans discovers the bus and strains to look inside. Their
expression is unmistakable. "Oh," they seem to say, "it's the other band."
But still they stare, as if looking inside a fish-bowl. "Wish we'd played a
club date here," says Vedder to no one in particular.
The conversation turns to Neil Young and the upcoming show with him in
Dublin, Ireland. The band is soon talking about its next chance to jam with
Young on "Rockin' in the Free World" But even this venerable topic is soon
exhausted And still the Roman faces stare inside the windows of the stalled
bus. It's unsettling. It is as if Zoo TV has gone off the air, and the test
pattern is Pearl Jam.
Until about a month before its release, the album was going to be titled
Five Against One. The name comes up during a meeting in a hotel room in Rome
as the band approves the final mixes of the record. There are already
rumblings from the record company. Can you raise Eddie's vocals? And there is
the issue of video. Can we get a decision on a director? And the press
interviews. You gotta do some. The answers to the questions are Not really,
No and Later. Decisions swirl around them hourly, but Pearl Jam are intent on
doing it their own way. The album title feels appropriate. The phrase comes
from a new song, "Animal."
"For me, that title represented a lot of struggles that you go through
trying to make a record," says Gossard, who picked out the phrase. "Your own
independence - your own soul - versus everybody else's. In this band, and I
think in rock in general the art of compromise is almost as important as the
art of individual expression. You might have five great artists in the band,
but if they can't compromise and work together, you don't have a great band.
It might mean something completely different to Eddie. But when I heard that
lyric, it made a lot of sense to me."
It's now Day 2 in Rome. Vedder sits at the top of the stadium bleachers on
this blazingly hot afternoon in July. He wears a tourist shirt that says I x
GRUNGE. He is rather anonymous in this country, and it agrees with him. "The
whole success thing, I feel like everybody else in the band is a lot happier
with it than me," he says. "Happy-go-lucky. They kind of roll with it. They
enjoy it, even. I can't seem to do that. It's not that I think I'm better
than it. I don't know. I'm just not that happy a person." He shrugs. "I'm
just not. What I enjoy is seeing music, getting to watch. Watching Neil
Young. Or I get to watch Sonic Youth from the side of the stage. That's
what's been nice for me. "Music is an incredibly powerful medium to deliver a
story by. But the best thing is, you have to have volume. You're supposed to
play it loud. I would do anything to be around music. You don't even have to
pay me."
Vedder confesses having some recent difficulties in writing for Pearl Jam.
As Gossard had pointed out earlier, the other band members now call him their
spokesperson, and with that comes a certain Eddie ethic. Vedder works hard
with manager Kelly Curtis to keep ticket prices low and to police the
powerful promotion machine of Sony Music. But therein lies the grand
contradiction. The artists he most admires are the very ones who have turned
their backs on the machinery of big-time rock - like Henry Rollins and Ian
MacKaye of Fugazi.
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And Vedder, the guy who never slept, still doesn't sleep. "Never have," he
says. "Never have, and now I really don't. I have that spasm thing. I wake up
and go, 'Aaarrrgh.' I'll get up and start pacing. I'll walk through a room,
and the TV's on and my face is on, and I start to freak out. I want to call a
friend and say- 'Did I lose my mind? I need perspective.' I talked with Henry
Rollins one day. I said, 'Dude, I need some perspective real quick.' And I
really felt bad doing it. Because I was calling him up for the same reason
kids call me up."
You wonder, of course, if this is all part of Vedder's elaborate defense
mechanism. How can you attack the man who attacks himself? How can you doubt
the credibility of a man who won an MTV Video Award for "Jeremy" and then
told 50 million viewers, "If it wasn't for music, I would have shot myself in
front of that classroom." For all his open-wound honesty, there are many
mysteries that Vedder still clings to. Even a close band mate like McCready
says: "No, I don't know if we've ever had that big, bonding talk yet. Our
relationship is still growing. We'll probably have it sometime soon."
Asked about his childhood, Vedder plays it close to his chest. He tells an
anecdote about waiting tables back in Chicago. He tells of moving to San
Diego and buying beanbag chairs and his first bad stereo. He tells of
bootlegging shows, something he still does with a pocket-size microrecorder.
All perfect sound bites for populist myth making, but when confronted with
questions about his childhood, Vedder becomes vague. Of his earliest
memories, he says only "I'm confused. I'm mixed up about everything. I don't
know what's happening now."
He still answers fan mail, though less frequently, and tour manager Eric
Johnson sometimes visits the Seattle office late at night to find Vedder
calling back troubled fans. But as Vedder had carefully told one fan in San
Francisco after a show: "I'm really not in your head, I'm not thinking all
your private thoughts." The fan had looked so disappointed. Vedder, in turn,
has learned the public effect of writing well about damaged personalities.
'I was surprised and a little upset that so many people did relate," says
Vedder. "Everyone's fucked up. Actually, now I understand those religious
channels more. Everybody needs something." He pauses for a long time. "There
should be no messiahs in music The music itself, the music, I don't mind
worshiping that. I've done that. And with that comes a little bit of
admiration for the people who make it - or awe or whatever - but I never
asked for nose hair from Pete Townshend."
Back in Rome, on the second day, Pearl Jam offer a combative performance.
"I'll meet you back here at a club next time," Vedder says, to sprinkled
applause. Later, he begins to goad them, telling them their stadium was built
for soccer, not music. And below a neon Zoo TV sign, he playfully taunts
further "Are we animals?" Let it never be said that Vedder doesn't enjoy the
fine taste of the hand feeding him. His green T-shirt contains today's
gaffer-taped message: PAUL IS DEAD. (Look up Bono's real name.) The set
closes with Vedder donning a huge fly mask, dancing as if caught in a web. It
is Pearl Jam's own lo-fi answer to Zoo TV. Not many fans here get it, but one
who does is Bono, who watches curiously from the pit.
Bono responds later that night, onstage. "So you can't play music in a
soccer stadium," he muses. 'Well, if you do, it better be good music . . ."
But before the set is over, he hails Pearl Jam as "a great rock & roll band"
And Vedder, Liebling and Ament will stay up all night with Bono and the Edge,
talking passionately in a diner, debating the issue of the day, the emotional
exchange rate on success. And at 6 a.m., there are Vedder and Ament
exchanging hugs with Bono on an empty Roman street, arriving at the bus just
in time for the trip to Dublin.
"I got all my questions answered," Ament confides. In the course of the
dates with U2, he had discussed the hugeness vs. purity issue with all four
members of that band. "And they basically told us this: We used to be like
you. We used to be anti-anti... We used to be angry. But we love technology,
like you love what you love. Next tour we might only play 3,000- seat halls.
But this is where we are today. Ten years from now, you tell us where you
are.' "
Today In Dublin, the day before Pearl Jam play before an estimated 50,000
at nearby Slane Castle, Abbruzzese stands and watches as 30 or so young
Dubliners sing resolutely to street-busking versions of "Black" and "State of
Love and Trust." Abbruzzese is grinning, handing out flowers on Grafton
Street, playing with street kids. "Gone is the bleachy sunshine of Italy. In
its place is rain . . . pale faces . . . romantic beery arguments in the
street . . it feels like home.
Elsewhere, there are rumors that McCready has fallen off the wagon, running
naked through the streets of Dublin late the night before. McCready, shopping
for bootleg tapes today, does not confirm or deny this behind his reflector
shades. 'I love this place," he says.
Backstage the next day at the show, there are few of the trappings of
big-time rock. No open bar, no stereo rack pumping psych-up music, no
bodyguards, no supermodels. Just Vedder talking about why he couldn't care
less.
"I'm embarrassed for some of the 'veterans' of music," he says. "They had
their original [macho] image, and they're still hanging on to it. The sex
thing, they're still working it. This-dude-looks-like-your- grandpa kind of
thing - it's so silly, it kinda makes you sick. These guys are still using
the ancient version of what's sexy, the bikinis and tongues. It's over. I
relate to the people that are coming up now, and that's not there, that's
long gone."
Vedder's relationship with Liebling, a writer, is the strongest one in his
life. They've been together nine years. Perhaps soon, he says, they'll be
married. And when it's time to start a family, he predicts he'll be a devoted
parent. He cites Michael Jordan's father, then still alive, as a perfect
example. "The ultimate parent is if they've made a decision to have kids,
that means they're going to give someone else a chance, and they're going to
do whatever they can to boost that kid up so he can really shine," he says.
"I feel like, in the last 20 years, that's been drained out of parenthood.
I'm into real life. I'm into getting the most out of real life."
Sitting now in the shadow of the 200-year-old Slane Castle, the hazy sun
shining on his face, Vedder is asked about his own youth. What about his
father?
"I never knew my real dad," he says. "I had another father that I didn't
get along with, a guy I thought was my father. There were fights and bad, bad
scenes. I was kind of on my own at a pretty- young age. I never finished
high school."
He was Eddie Mueller then. After moving briefly to San Diego, both his
parents had returned to Chicago. Vedder, who subsequently took his mother's
maiden name, had stayed behind to pursue his career in music. There was a
rough goodbye to his stepfather. They haven't spoken since. Later, Vedder was
living in San Diego when his mother visited from Chicago with some important
news for him.
"She came out with the specific purpose," he says, "to tell me that this
guy wasn't my father. I remember at the time I was like 'I know he's not my
father, he's a ******* asshole.' And she said, 'Oh, Eddie, he's really not
your father.'"
"At first I was pretty happy about it, then she told me who my real dad
was. I had met the guy three or four times, he was a friend of the family,
kind of a distant friend. He died of multiple sclerosis. So when I met him,
he was in the hospital. He had crutches, or maybe he was in a wheelchair."
Vedder plays with his ripped-out shoe. Somehow, a half-world away, the
words flow easily as he recalls, as he puts it, "the day I found out."
"There was a piano in the room," he goes on, "and I remember really wishing
I knew how to play a happy song. I was happy for about a minute, and then I
came down. I had to deal with the fact that he was dead. My real father was
not on this earth. I had to deal with the anger of not being told sooner, not
being told while he was alive. I was a big secret. Secrets are bad news.
Secrets about adoption, any of that stuff. It's got to come out, don't keep
it. It just gets bigger and darker and deeper and uglier and messy.
"Musically, I tried to think if I had a goal, what it was, and I think more
than anything it was to leave something for my kid, if I had one to listen
to. I'm actually a junior. My real name is something-something the third."
Fans can find it in the song credits to "Alive," on Ten.
Vedder's biological father, it turned out, was a musician himself, an
organist- vocalist who sang in restaurants. Once Vedder knew the truth about
his heritage, other relatives stepped forward.
says. "Never have, and now I really don't. I have that spasm thing. I wake up
and go, 'Aaarrrgh.' I'll get up and start pacing. I'll walk through a room,
and the TV's on and my face is on, and I start to freak out. I want to call a
friend and say- 'Did I lose my mind? I need perspective.' I talked with Henry
Rollins one day. I said, 'Dude, I need some perspective real quick.' And I
really felt bad doing it. Because I was calling him up for the same reason
kids call me up."
You wonder, of course, if this is all part of Vedder's elaborate defense
mechanism. How can you attack the man who attacks himself? How can you doubt
the credibility of a man who won an MTV Video Award for "Jeremy" and then
told 50 million viewers, "If it wasn't for music, I would have shot myself in
front of that classroom." For all his open-wound honesty, there are many
mysteries that Vedder still clings to. Even a close band mate like McCready
says: "No, I don't know if we've ever had that big, bonding talk yet. Our
relationship is still growing. We'll probably have it sometime soon."
Asked about his childhood, Vedder plays it close to his chest. He tells an
anecdote about waiting tables back in Chicago. He tells of moving to San
Diego and buying beanbag chairs and his first bad stereo. He tells of
bootlegging shows, something he still does with a pocket-size microrecorder.
All perfect sound bites for populist myth making, but when confronted with
questions about his childhood, Vedder becomes vague. Of his earliest
memories, he says only "I'm confused. I'm mixed up about everything. I don't
know what's happening now."
He still answers fan mail, though less frequently, and tour manager Eric
Johnson sometimes visits the Seattle office late at night to find Vedder
calling back troubled fans. But as Vedder had carefully told one fan in San
Francisco after a show: "I'm really not in your head, I'm not thinking all
your private thoughts." The fan had looked so disappointed. Vedder, in turn,
has learned the public effect of writing well about damaged personalities.
'I was surprised and a little upset that so many people did relate," says
Vedder. "Everyone's fucked up. Actually, now I understand those religious
channels more. Everybody needs something." He pauses for a long time. "There
should be no messiahs in music The music itself, the music, I don't mind
worshiping that. I've done that. And with that comes a little bit of
admiration for the people who make it - or awe or whatever - but I never
asked for nose hair from Pete Townshend."
Back in Rome, on the second day, Pearl Jam offer a combative performance.
"I'll meet you back here at a club next time," Vedder says, to sprinkled
applause. Later, he begins to goad them, telling them their stadium was built
for soccer, not music. And below a neon Zoo TV sign, he playfully taunts
further "Are we animals?" Let it never be said that Vedder doesn't enjoy the
fine taste of the hand feeding him. His green T-shirt contains today's
gaffer-taped message: PAUL IS DEAD. (Look up Bono's real name.) The set
closes with Vedder donning a huge fly mask, dancing as if caught in a web. It
is Pearl Jam's own lo-fi answer to Zoo TV. Not many fans here get it, but one
who does is Bono, who watches curiously from the pit.
Bono responds later that night, onstage. "So you can't play music in a
soccer stadium," he muses. 'Well, if you do, it better be good music . . ."
But before the set is over, he hails Pearl Jam as "a great rock & roll band"
And Vedder, Liebling and Ament will stay up all night with Bono and the Edge,
talking passionately in a diner, debating the issue of the day, the emotional
exchange rate on success. And at 6 a.m., there are Vedder and Ament
exchanging hugs with Bono on an empty Roman street, arriving at the bus just
in time for the trip to Dublin.
"I got all my questions answered," Ament confides. In the course of the
dates with U2, he had discussed the hugeness vs. purity issue with all four
members of that band. "And they basically told us this: We used to be like
you. We used to be anti-anti... We used to be angry. But we love technology,
like you love what you love. Next tour we might only play 3,000- seat halls.
But this is where we are today. Ten years from now, you tell us where you
are.' "
Today In Dublin, the day before Pearl Jam play before an estimated 50,000
at nearby Slane Castle, Abbruzzese stands and watches as 30 or so young
Dubliners sing resolutely to street-busking versions of "Black" and "State of
Love and Trust." Abbruzzese is grinning, handing out flowers on Grafton
Street, playing with street kids. "Gone is the bleachy sunshine of Italy. In
its place is rain . . . pale faces . . . romantic beery arguments in the
street . . it feels like home.
Elsewhere, there are rumors that McCready has fallen off the wagon, running
naked through the streets of Dublin late the night before. McCready, shopping
for bootleg tapes today, does not confirm or deny this behind his reflector
shades. 'I love this place," he says.
Backstage the next day at the show, there are few of the trappings of
big-time rock. No open bar, no stereo rack pumping psych-up music, no
bodyguards, no supermodels. Just Vedder talking about why he couldn't care
less.
"I'm embarrassed for some of the 'veterans' of music," he says. "They had
their original [macho] image, and they're still hanging on to it. The sex
thing, they're still working it. This-dude-looks-like-your- grandpa kind of
thing - it's so silly, it kinda makes you sick. These guys are still using
the ancient version of what's sexy, the bikinis and tongues. It's over. I
relate to the people that are coming up now, and that's not there, that's
long gone."
Vedder's relationship with Liebling, a writer, is the strongest one in his
life. They've been together nine years. Perhaps soon, he says, they'll be
married. And when it's time to start a family, he predicts he'll be a devoted
parent. He cites Michael Jordan's father, then still alive, as a perfect
example. "The ultimate parent is if they've made a decision to have kids,
that means they're going to give someone else a chance, and they're going to
do whatever they can to boost that kid up so he can really shine," he says.
"I feel like, in the last 20 years, that's been drained out of parenthood.
I'm into real life. I'm into getting the most out of real life."
Sitting now in the shadow of the 200-year-old Slane Castle, the hazy sun
shining on his face, Vedder is asked about his own youth. What about his
father?
"I never knew my real dad," he says. "I had another father that I didn't
get along with, a guy I thought was my father. There were fights and bad, bad
scenes. I was kind of on my own at a pretty- young age. I never finished
high school."
He was Eddie Mueller then. After moving briefly to San Diego, both his
parents had returned to Chicago. Vedder, who subsequently took his mother's
maiden name, had stayed behind to pursue his career in music. There was a
rough goodbye to his stepfather. They haven't spoken since. Later, Vedder was
living in San Diego when his mother visited from Chicago with some important
news for him.
"She came out with the specific purpose," he says, "to tell me that this
guy wasn't my father. I remember at the time I was like 'I know he's not my
father, he's a ******* asshole.' And she said, 'Oh, Eddie, he's really not
your father.'"
"At first I was pretty happy about it, then she told me who my real dad
was. I had met the guy three or four times, he was a friend of the family,
kind of a distant friend. He died of multiple sclerosis. So when I met him,
he was in the hospital. He had crutches, or maybe he was in a wheelchair."
Vedder plays with his ripped-out shoe. Somehow, a half-world away, the
words flow easily as he recalls, as he puts it, "the day I found out."
"There was a piano in the room," he goes on, "and I remember really wishing
I knew how to play a happy song. I was happy for about a minute, and then I
came down. I had to deal with the fact that he was dead. My real father was
not on this earth. I had to deal with the anger of not being told sooner, not
being told while he was alive. I was a big secret. Secrets are bad news.
Secrets about adoption, any of that stuff. It's got to come out, don't keep
it. It just gets bigger and darker and deeper and uglier and messy.
"Musically, I tried to think if I had a goal, what it was, and I think more
than anything it was to leave something for my kid, if I had one to listen
to. I'm actually a junior. My real name is something-something the third."
Fans can find it in the song credits to "Alive," on Ten.
Vedder's biological father, it turned out, was a musician himself, an
organist- vocalist who sang in restaurants. Once Vedder knew the truth about
his heritage, other relatives stepped forward.
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"There were all these things they wanted to say" he recalls, "like 'That's
where you got musical talent,' and I was like '**** you.' At the time, I was
14 or 15, I didn't even know what the **** was going on. I learned how to
play guitar, saved all my money for equipment, and you're telling me that's
where it came from? Some ******* broken-down old lounge act? **** you."
Vedder says this quietly, but time has barely mellowed his emotions. It's
no surprise that Quadrophenia, the Who's 1973 classic tale of disaffected
English youth, was Vedder's Catcher in the Rye. (He once told an interviewer,
"I should be sending Pete Townshend cards for Father's Day.") Music saved his
life, he says, but the turbulence of Vedder's youth still fuels the music.
It's a painful circle. "My folks are very proud of me now, he says. "And
again, I'm thankful that they've given me a lifetime's worth of material to
write about."
(Recently, a meeting with his real father's cousin left Vedder with a sense
of closure. "The strange thing," he says, "is that there are so many
similarities between my father and I. He had no impact on my life, but here I
am. I look just like him. People in my family - they can't help it - they
look at me like I'm a replacement. That's where 'Alive' comes in." He pauses.
"But I'm proud of the guy now. I appreciate my heritage. I have a very deep
feeling for him in my heart.")
Have fun with it. You hear the phrase often around Vedder. He rarely has a
response. Have fun with it. Certainly, his rock dreams are coming true: to
sing "Masters of War" at the Bob Dylan tribute concert last year, to sing
with the Doors at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame and to finally meet his hero
Pete Townshend. But to have fun with it, it seems, would put him one step
closer to those rock stars in the magazines, the ones flipping their hair,
the ones who caused him to write Pearl Jam's defining statement in "Blood" -
"It's my bloooood."
It's way too late to be Fugazi, and Vedder knows it. Still, Pearl Jam offer
fans a challenge: Bootleg us if you can, take our album, pass the music
around, don't glorify us. Vedder long ago traded away the brown thrift-store
jacket given him by Gossard, the one remade and marketed by the fashion
industry as a $1000 piece of grunge wear. The band no longer condones stage
diving for safety reasons, and even Vedder's scaffold climbing appears to be
history. He offers an interesting perspective:
"That climbing happened out of me saying 'Look this is how extreme I feel
about this situation. This is how ******* intense I'm taking this moment.'
You can't do that for long, because what they really want to see is, they
want you to chop your ******* arm off, hold up your arm, wave it around
spewing blood, and believe me, if you did that, the crowd would go *******
ballistic. You only get four good shows like that, though. Four good shows,
and then you're just a torso and a head, trying to get one of your band mates
to give you one last hurrah and chop your head off. Which they probably
wouldn't do, which would really be hell.
"But," Vedder says with a laugh, "they'd say, 'Sing from your diaphragm, at
least you still have that going for you.' "
THE DUBLIN AUDIENCE IS FIERCE awake, fueled by anger and ale. Van Morrison
performs to the hometown crowd, and he is greeted like a beloved uncle. He is
offstage only a few minutes before the audience, in anticipation of Pearl
Jam, surges to the front. "I love some kind of pressure in the air," says
McCready, peering out at the boiling mass of Irish fans. "Some kind of
weirdness in the crowd, good or bad. That's what we thrive on."
Pearl Jam take the stage, and the crowd packs closer, straining the
barriers. It's brutal down in front, and security is already pulling the
semiconscious out one by one, before a note is even played. Vedder walks on
in a gorilla mask, pulls it off and hurls himself into "Why Go."
It is a crowd happily perched on the edge of danger and today they get the
best out of Pearl Jam. Onstage, the band is narrowly missing each other as
they all, in different ways, leap for joy, pogoing and twirling, just missing
each other's skulls with the instruments. The volatile crowd does not scare
Vedder; he's seriously singing to those serious faces listening to him the
way he listened to the Who - with their whole lives attached. He stands on
the edge of the stage, just watching them, and turns to share it with
Liebling, who catches it all on Super 8.
It's the show they've been waiting for, a glimpse of the future. "If it all
ends tomorrow" Abbruzzese says, "I will be the happiest ******* gas-station
attendant you ever saw."
Best of all, Pearl Jam are no longer a band with only one very, very big
album to their credit. "There's no school to go to for some of the weird shit
that happens," says Vedder. "The ******* weirdness of it all. But some of
these guys, they can help out a bit. Bob Dylan's advice was 'Go to Dublin.' I
wrote him a postcard today."
"It said, 'Made it.' "
where you got musical talent,' and I was like '**** you.' At the time, I was
14 or 15, I didn't even know what the **** was going on. I learned how to
play guitar, saved all my money for equipment, and you're telling me that's
where it came from? Some ******* broken-down old lounge act? **** you."
Vedder says this quietly, but time has barely mellowed his emotions. It's
no surprise that Quadrophenia, the Who's 1973 classic tale of disaffected
English youth, was Vedder's Catcher in the Rye. (He once told an interviewer,
"I should be sending Pete Townshend cards for Father's Day.") Music saved his
life, he says, but the turbulence of Vedder's youth still fuels the music.
It's a painful circle. "My folks are very proud of me now, he says. "And
again, I'm thankful that they've given me a lifetime's worth of material to
write about."
(Recently, a meeting with his real father's cousin left Vedder with a sense
of closure. "The strange thing," he says, "is that there are so many
similarities between my father and I. He had no impact on my life, but here I
am. I look just like him. People in my family - they can't help it - they
look at me like I'm a replacement. That's where 'Alive' comes in." He pauses.
"But I'm proud of the guy now. I appreciate my heritage. I have a very deep
feeling for him in my heart.")
Have fun with it. You hear the phrase often around Vedder. He rarely has a
response. Have fun with it. Certainly, his rock dreams are coming true: to
sing "Masters of War" at the Bob Dylan tribute concert last year, to sing
with the Doors at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame and to finally meet his hero
Pete Townshend. But to have fun with it, it seems, would put him one step
closer to those rock stars in the magazines, the ones flipping their hair,
the ones who caused him to write Pearl Jam's defining statement in "Blood" -
"It's my bloooood."
It's way too late to be Fugazi, and Vedder knows it. Still, Pearl Jam offer
fans a challenge: Bootleg us if you can, take our album, pass the music
around, don't glorify us. Vedder long ago traded away the brown thrift-store
jacket given him by Gossard, the one remade and marketed by the fashion
industry as a $1000 piece of grunge wear. The band no longer condones stage
diving for safety reasons, and even Vedder's scaffold climbing appears to be
history. He offers an interesting perspective:
"That climbing happened out of me saying 'Look this is how extreme I feel
about this situation. This is how ******* intense I'm taking this moment.'
You can't do that for long, because what they really want to see is, they
want you to chop your ******* arm off, hold up your arm, wave it around
spewing blood, and believe me, if you did that, the crowd would go *******
ballistic. You only get four good shows like that, though. Four good shows,
and then you're just a torso and a head, trying to get one of your band mates
to give you one last hurrah and chop your head off. Which they probably
wouldn't do, which would really be hell.
"But," Vedder says with a laugh, "they'd say, 'Sing from your diaphragm, at
least you still have that going for you.' "
THE DUBLIN AUDIENCE IS FIERCE awake, fueled by anger and ale. Van Morrison
performs to the hometown crowd, and he is greeted like a beloved uncle. He is
offstage only a few minutes before the audience, in anticipation of Pearl
Jam, surges to the front. "I love some kind of pressure in the air," says
McCready, peering out at the boiling mass of Irish fans. "Some kind of
weirdness in the crowd, good or bad. That's what we thrive on."
Pearl Jam take the stage, and the crowd packs closer, straining the
barriers. It's brutal down in front, and security is already pulling the
semiconscious out one by one, before a note is even played. Vedder walks on
in a gorilla mask, pulls it off and hurls himself into "Why Go."
It is a crowd happily perched on the edge of danger and today they get the
best out of Pearl Jam. Onstage, the band is narrowly missing each other as
they all, in different ways, leap for joy, pogoing and twirling, just missing
each other's skulls with the instruments. The volatile crowd does not scare
Vedder; he's seriously singing to those serious faces listening to him the
way he listened to the Who - with their whole lives attached. He stands on
the edge of the stage, just watching them, and turns to share it with
Liebling, who catches it all on Super 8.
It's the show they've been waiting for, a glimpse of the future. "If it all
ends tomorrow" Abbruzzese says, "I will be the happiest ******* gas-station
attendant you ever saw."
Best of all, Pearl Jam are no longer a band with only one very, very big
album to their credit. "There's no school to go to for some of the weird shit
that happens," says Vedder. "The ******* weirdness of it all. But some of
these guys, they can help out a bit. Bob Dylan's advice was 'Go to Dublin.' I
wrote him a postcard today."
"It said, 'Made it.' "
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Garden..
Peche me...Boli me..
Peche me...Boli me..
Hvaaala dobri pissbottle covece!!! Zao mi je sto nikad nemam dovoljno vremena na netu a jbg na poslu nam je zabranjen pristup na Krstaricu...
Grunge girl sve sto sam htela da kazem o Yellow Ledbetter .pissbottleman je vec rekao...
Sve u svemu, ona fora da publika peva Betterman je apsofuckin'tacna! Barem je bila pre 10 godina na koncertu u Budimpesti...joooooj ljudi, kako je to bilo dobro!!! Jedva cekam...
Grunge girl sve sto sam htela da kazem o Yellow Ledbetter .pissbottleman je vec rekao...
Sve u svemu, ona fora da publika peva Betterman je apsofuckin'tacna! Barem je bila pre 10 godina na koncertu u Budimpesti...joooooj ljudi, kako je to bilo dobro!!! Jedva cekam...
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Ti si bila na koncertu PJ? jeeee...ti zivot.....ove godine ima da idem na njihov koncert pa makar i na island....sednem u kola i....jbga posle cu da plivam.....
Sliding out of reverse into drive this wheel will be turnin' right then straight, off in the sunset (s)he'll ride... pa onda u more!
Te davne '96 posle moje maturske eksurzije u Grckoj (a gde drugo!?) ustekam ja 100 maraka jer drugacije nikad ne bih mogla da odem na koncert i krenem sa bratom starijim 17. novembra u Madjarsku. To mi je bio poklon za 18. rodjendan...bila je to No Code turneja...poceli su sa Sometimes...posle koncerta nismo mogli da pricamo 3 sata, totalno smo zanemeli...
Te davne '96 posle moje maturske eksurzije u Grckoj (a gde drugo!?) ustekam ja 100 maraka jer drugacije nikad ne bih mogla da odem na koncert i krenem sa bratom starijim 17. novembra u Madjarsku. To mi je bio poklon za 18. rodjendan...bila je to No Code turneja...poceli su sa Sometimes...posle koncerta nismo mogli da pricamo 3 sata, totalno smo zanemeli...
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jaaaoooo ...kako te mrzim...ne,volim te....bas mi je drago zbog tebe....stvarno jeste...
ja ne mogu vise..... polude cu dok ih ne vidim,od kada sam cuo da dolaze ja ne prestajem da se tresem,ne znam sta mi je...place mi se stalno....ja cu poludeti.....
ja ne mogu vise..... polude cu dok ih ne vidim,od kada sam cuo da dolaze ja ne prestajem da se tresem,ne znam sta mi je...place mi se stalno....ja cu poludeti.....
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Daughter
(You guys ready)
Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention.
The mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud.
The shades go down. It's in her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Oh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down.
The shades go... Go... Go...
(You guys ready)
Alone, listless. Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room.
Young girl, violence. Center of her own attention.
The mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it.
Tries to make her proud.
The shades go down. It's in her head.
Painted room. Can't deny there's something wrong.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down.
She will rise above. Ooh... Oh.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me daughter. Not fit to be.
The picture kept will remind me.
Don't call me...
The shades go down.
The shades go... Go... Go...
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Rearviewmirror
I took a drive today. Time to emancipate.
I guess it was the beatings, made me wise.
But I'm not about to give thanks or apologize.
I couldn't breathe. Holding me down.
Hand on my face. Pushed to the ground.
Enmity gauged. United by fear.
Forced to endure what I could not forgive.
I seem to look away. The wounds in the mirror waved.
It wasn't my surface. Most defiled.
Head at your feet. Fool to your crown.
Fist on my plate. Swallowed it down.
Enmity gauged. United by fear.
Tried to endure what I could not forgive. Yeah.
Saw things......clearer.
Oh, once you were in my Rearviewmirror.
I gathered speed from you ...ing with me.
Once and for all I'm far away.
Hard to believe. Finally the shades are raised. Hey, yea.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you... Oh yeah.
I took a drive today. Time to emancipate.
I guess it was the beatings, made me wise.
But I'm not about to give thanks or apologize.
I couldn't breathe. Holding me down.
Hand on my face. Pushed to the ground.
Enmity gauged. United by fear.
Forced to endure what I could not forgive.
I seem to look away. The wounds in the mirror waved.
It wasn't my surface. Most defiled.
Head at your feet. Fool to your crown.
Fist on my plate. Swallowed it down.
Enmity gauged. United by fear.
Tried to endure what I could not forgive. Yeah.
Saw things......clearer.
Oh, once you were in my Rearviewmirror.
I gathered speed from you ...ing with me.
Once and for all I'm far away.
Hard to believe. Finally the shades are raised. Hey, yea.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror.
Saw things so much clearer once you... Oh yeah.
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MFC
Sliding out of reverse into drive.
This wheel will be turning right, then straight.
Off in the sunset she'll ride.
She can remember a time, denied.
Stood by the side of the road.
Spilled like wine now.
She's out on her own and line high.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
She's disappeared, now. Oh...
They said that timing was everything.
Made him want to be everywhere.
There's a lot to be said for nowhere.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
He's disappeared now.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
... it. We'll disappear, now.
Sliding out of reverse into drive.
This wheel will be turning right, then straight.
Off in the sunset she'll ride.
She can remember a time, denied.
Stood by the side of the road.
Spilled like wine now.
She's out on her own and line high.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
She's disappeared, now. Oh...
They said that timing was everything.
Made him want to be everywhere.
There's a lot to be said for nowhere.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
He's disappeared now.
There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
... it. We'll disappear, now.
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Aj’ sad,evo ga….. dakle Daughter,Rearviewmirror i MFC ….. mislim da su pesme same po sebi dosta jasne,pa necu sad da objasnjavam red po red,samo tu vezu medju pesmama….
Dakle,Daughter – Ta pesma je na VS ono sto je Jeremy bio na Ten,znaci,nastavak Eddijeve podrske deci koja imaju problema sa ucenjem,i skolom uopste…Sad moze da zavara to sto je u pesmi “SHE” ali Eddie u principu cesto voli da se izvuce iz same pesme iako su uglavnom sve vezane za njega(kako je i sam rekao….)…A on je i sam imao problema sa skolom,a u pesmi se jos pominje samo majka,a ne i otac,a svi znamo tu pricu….
Uglavnom,dete dakle ima problema,oseca da ne pripada tu gde je i javlja se ideja o begu…
(Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.The picture kept will remind me.)
A pesma rearviewmirror je upravo to – beg !!
Eddie je jednom izjavio za tu pesmu “kada zelite negde da pobegnete,da se sklonite od svega,sedite u kola I pustite ovu pesmu jako glasno”
Dakle pobegao je od svega,od problema koje je imao,u skoli,sa svojim ocuhom koji ga je I psihicki I fizicki zlostavljao,Eddie je sa njim stalno bio u svadji,nisu pricali ni pre nego sto je Eddie saznao istinu….a ti delovi pesme su prilicno jasni
Pesma se zavrsava samoubistvom .
A MFC(mini fast car) je poslednji osvrt na sve razloge(u sta je verovao,sta su ga naterali da veruje,da misli….) I na kraju,sad je sve gotovo….(.”fck. it. We'll disappear, now.”)
Sad mi nesto sinulo da bi ustvari osobe iz Daughter I Rearviewmirror mogle biti dve razlicite I da se njihove sudbine spajaju u MFC …. Da to mi sada zvuci mnoooogo logicno…
A neka veza izmedju daughter I rearviewmirror mora da postoji,da li ste obratili panju da se Daughter zavrsava sa “The shades go down.The shades go... Go... Go...Down”
A rearviewmirror “. Finally the shades are raised”.
E ja sam siguran da ima neka veza…sad vi vidite….
Dakle,Daughter – Ta pesma je na VS ono sto je Jeremy bio na Ten,znaci,nastavak Eddijeve podrske deci koja imaju problema sa ucenjem,i skolom uopste…Sad moze da zavara to sto je u pesmi “SHE” ali Eddie u principu cesto voli da se izvuce iz same pesme iako su uglavnom sve vezane za njega(kako je i sam rekao….)…A on je i sam imao problema sa skolom,a u pesmi se jos pominje samo majka,a ne i otac,a svi znamo tu pricu….
Uglavnom,dete dakle ima problema,oseca da ne pripada tu gde je i javlja se ideja o begu…
(Don't call me daughter. Not fit to.The picture kept will remind me.)
A pesma rearviewmirror je upravo to – beg !!
Eddie je jednom izjavio za tu pesmu “kada zelite negde da pobegnete,da se sklonite od svega,sedite u kola I pustite ovu pesmu jako glasno”
Dakle pobegao je od svega,od problema koje je imao,u skoli,sa svojim ocuhom koji ga je I psihicki I fizicki zlostavljao,Eddie je sa njim stalno bio u svadji,nisu pricali ni pre nego sto je Eddie saznao istinu….a ti delovi pesme su prilicno jasni
Pesma se zavrsava samoubistvom .
A MFC(mini fast car) je poslednji osvrt na sve razloge(u sta je verovao,sta su ga naterali da veruje,da misli….) I na kraju,sad je sve gotovo….(.”fck. it. We'll disappear, now.”)
Sad mi nesto sinulo da bi ustvari osobe iz Daughter I Rearviewmirror mogle biti dve razlicite I da se njihove sudbine spajaju u MFC …. Da to mi sada zvuci mnoooogo logicno…
A neka veza izmedju daughter I rearviewmirror mora da postoji,da li ste obratili panju da se Daughter zavrsava sa “The shades go down.The shades go... Go... Go...Down”
A rearviewmirror “. Finally the shades are raised”.
E ja sam siguran da ima neka veza…sad vi vidite….
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E...a ove tekstove sto sam stavio...procitajte ih kad budete imali vremena....
onaj prvi je neki cyber-chat,odgovarali su na pitanja,bas se zezaju,Eddie Stona,Stone Eddieja ia tako....
A ovaj drugi je malo duzi,ali je stvarno dobar,videcete da je dosta toga iz tog clanka preuzeto u onoj knjizi koju svi imamo....
onaj prvi je neki cyber-chat,odgovarali su na pitanja,bas se zezaju,Eddie Stona,Stone Eddieja ia tako....
A ovaj drugi je malo duzi,ali je stvarno dobar,videcete da je dosta toga iz tog clanka preuzeto u onoj knjizi koju svi imamo....
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Nothingman... ta pjesma tako boli...
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After Unplugged, letters to the band's Ten Club almost doubled, many were about "Black," and they began in an eerily similar fashion: "I was recently considering suicide, and then I heard your music...."
like...wow... nisam znala ovo... heh, heroji Pearl Jam, spasili toliko zivota... salim se, ovo glupo kazem... ali, zaista jeste tako... neverovatno je koliko ljudima znaci njihova muzika.
Neverovatno je da putem pesama, putem pricanja uglavnom eddijevog zivotam, da oni postanu TOLIKA istina... nijedan bend nije znacio ovoliko i za sad ne izgleda kao da ce jos neko ovoliko znaciti... to je ono zasto imam toliko postovanje za njih...
Drago mi je da je Eddie uspeo da izbaci dobar deo patnje iz sebe u prvim albumima...
jako zajeban covek...
sinoc sam prvi put videla pesmu Naked Eye, sto su Pearl Jam izveli live... i skinula je, i odlicna je, na prvo slusanje mi se jako svidela! Najsmesnije je sto mu neko upadne pred kraj pesme recima "**** You!" i Eddie odmah stane sa pevanjem i odgovori mu "Yeah, you too, it's no big deal, i mean... I don't have to be here... it's ok... i'm just gonna finish the song and then... (ne razumem sleng, ali verovatno nesto u fazonu da ce da ode ionako posle pesme hahahah) znaci LOL
verovatno neki republikanac ili ko zna ko... mada je live bio '96... a, da! ako neko hoce da je skine, neka kaze da nalepim adresu... 6mb je pesma...
Eddie:"I should be sending Pete Townshend cards for Father's Day."..... hehmh..........
"My folks are very proud of me now, he says. "And again, I'm thankful that they've given me a lifetime's worth of material to write about.".............goddamnit.............
like...wow... nisam znala ovo... heh, heroji Pearl Jam, spasili toliko zivota... salim se, ovo glupo kazem... ali, zaista jeste tako... neverovatno je koliko ljudima znaci njihova muzika.
Neverovatno je da putem pesama, putem pricanja uglavnom eddijevog zivotam, da oni postanu TOLIKA istina... nijedan bend nije znacio ovoliko i za sad ne izgleda kao da ce jos neko ovoliko znaciti... to je ono zasto imam toliko postovanje za njih...
Drago mi je da je Eddie uspeo da izbaci dobar deo patnje iz sebe u prvim albumima...
jako zajeban covek...
sinoc sam prvi put videla pesmu Naked Eye, sto su Pearl Jam izveli live... i skinula je, i odlicna je, na prvo slusanje mi se jako svidela! Najsmesnije je sto mu neko upadne pred kraj pesme recima "**** You!" i Eddie odmah stane sa pevanjem i odgovori mu "Yeah, you too, it's no big deal, i mean... I don't have to be here... it's ok... i'm just gonna finish the song and then... (ne razumem sleng, ali verovatno nesto u fazonu da ce da ode ionako posle pesme hahahah) znaci LOL
verovatno neki republikanac ili ko zna ko... mada je live bio '96... a, da! ako neko hoce da je skine, neka kaze da nalepim adresu... 6mb je pesma...Eddie:"I should be sending Pete Townshend cards for Father's Day."..... hehmh..........
"My folks are very proud of me now, he says. "And again, I'm thankful that they've given me a lifetime's worth of material to write about.".............goddamnit.............
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He...tebe nisam ocekivao ovde....
Nothingman je Eddie napisao dva sata pred svoje vencanje....kaze da je bio u takvom raspolozenju,mada nema veze sa njim....
Nothingman je Eddie napisao dva sata pred svoje vencanje....kaze da je bio u takvom raspolozenju,mada nema veze sa njim....
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Da,Eddie je rekao da mu ne prija to sto mu salju poruke tipa : "Hteo sam da se ubijem ,a onda sam cuo tvoju muziku", "Na sahrani druga pustili smo tvoju pesmu" ...i da je gledao kako klinci prilaze nekom gariju(ne mogu se setit kome) i i govore mu da su se zljubljivali uz njegove pesme,i da je on pozeleo da takvu poruku dobije a ne.....al' kad su mu pesme....
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ja ne znam sto sam bila u tripu da moram da prevedem text da bih ga postovala, ali evo, ispravljam nepravdu (ucinjenu meni od strane mene)
Grunge music
Stylistic origins:alternative rock, hardcore punk, indie rock, thrash
metal
Cultural origins:early 1980s, United States Pacific Northwest
Typical instruments:Guitar - Bass - Drums
Mainstream popularity:high during the early and mid-1990s; lower but
existent in the 2000s
Derivative forms:
Subgenres
post-grunge
Fusion genres
Regional scenes
Australia - California - Oregon - Washington
Other topics
Timeline of alternative rock
Grunge music (sometimes also referred to as the Seattle Sound) is a genre of
indie rock inspired by hardcore punk, thrash metal, and alternative rock. It
became commercially successful in the late 1980s and early 1990s, peaking in
mainstream popularity between 1991 and 1994. Bands from cities in the Pacific
Northwest of the United States, such as Seattle, Washington, Olympia,
Washington, and Portland, Oregon, created grunge and later made it popular with
mainstream audiences. The genre is closely associated with Generation X in the
US, since it was popularized in tandem with the rise in popularity of the
generation's name.[1] The popularity of grunge was one of the earliest phenomena
that distinguished the popular music of the 1990s from that of the 1980s.
Style, roots, and influences
Grunge music is generally characterized by "dirty" guitar, strong riffs, and
heavy drumming. The "dirty" sound resulted both from a stylistic change in the
standard method of playing punk rock, and from the common use of guitar
distortion and feedback. Grunge involves slower tempi and dissonant harmonies
that are generally not found in punk. The lyrics are typically angst-filled —
anger, frustration, ennui, sadness, fear, and depression are often explored in
grunge songs. These lyrics may have come from the feelings of angst that are
common in adolescence; many grunge musicians began their careers as teenagers or
young adults. However, other factors, such as poverty, discomfort with social
prejudices, and a general disenchantment with the state of society may also have
influenced grunge lyricism. Nevertheless, not all grunge songs dealt with such
emotions: Nirvana's satirical "In Bloom" is a notable example of more humorous
writing. Many other grunge songs had a sense of humor as well, which often went
unnoticed by the general public. Much of the humor in grunge satirized heavy
metal and other forms of rock music that were popular during the 1980s.[2]
Grunge evolved out of the Pacific Northwest's local punk rock scene, inspired by
local punk bands such as The Fartz, The U-Men, the feedback- and
distortion-intensive The Accused, and pop-punksters The Fastbacks.[3] Above all,
the slow, heavy sound of The Melvins was the biggest influence on grunge. Both
The Melvins and the punk band The Wipers (also influential) are themselves
considered grunge bands by some fans of the genre, although others classify them
as hardcore punk bands. Aside from its punk origins, the grunge movement had
strong roots in the musical and youth culture of the American northwest. The
musical resemblance to such 1960s northwest bands as the Wailers and, most
particularly, the Sonics, is unmistakable.
Mark Arm, the vocalist for the Seattle band Green River (and later Mudhoney), is
widely credited for being the first to use the term "grunge" to describe the
style. However, Arm used the term with a negative connotation; he called the
band's style "pure grunge, pure shit". This was not seen as being negative by
the media, and the term was subsequently applied to all music that sounded
similar to Green River's style.[4] It is likely that the term was seen as
appropriate because of the "dirty" guitar sound that grunge is known for (the
word grunge itself means "dirt").
Alice in ChainsFormed in 1983, Green River is widely believed to have created
the genre, and was a large inspiration for many grunge bands despite the band's
relatively low level of commercial success.[5] After the band split up in 1988,
members of Green River formed Mudhoney and Mother Love Bone, continuing on their
style. Green River, who used a harder sound in their performance than many later
grunge bands, inspired other early grunge bands such as Soundgarden and Alice in
Chains to use a similarly hard style. However, the sound of the genre became a
mix of the earlier grunge style and alternative rock shortly before its
mainstream success in the 1990s. This is most often credited to Nirvana's style,
which combined the sound of earlier grunge bands with that of The Pixies.
Nirvana's use of the Pixies' "soft verse, hard chorus" style popularized this
stylistic approach in both grunge and other alternative rock genres.
Grunge's unique sound is often said to have resulted from Seattle's isolation
from other alternative rock scenes.[6] However, outside of the Pacific
northwest, other musicians are said to have influenced grunge. Such northeastern
bands as Sonic Youth and Dinosaur Jr. are considered important influences on the
grunge sound, and the influence of the Pixies on Nirvana — and through them on
other bands — is unquestionable. The Minnesota hardcore punk band Hüsker Dü are
also believed by some to have been an influence. After Neil Young played live a
few times with Pearl Jam and recorded the album Mirror Ball with them, some
members of the media gave Young the questionable title "Godfather of Grunge," a
claim grounded mainly on his work with his band Crazy Horse.
Mudhoney's Steve Turner says that Black Flag's 1984 record My War and its
supporting tours were major influences on many Seattle bands. The record found
the Los Angeles punk rock stalwarts slowing their tempi considerably and
injecting a potent dose of heavy metal, though to considerable derision and
disgust from some fans. Turner says that "A lot of other people around the
country hated the fact that Black Flag slowed down ... but up here it was really
great — we were like 'Yay!' They were weird and fucked-up sounding." (Azerrad,
p. 419)[7] While elements of thrash metal made their way into the grunge sound,
the genre continued to remain more loyal to its punk roots. The mentality of the
musicians was still very deeply rooted in the punk scene, with many bands
subscribing to the DIY ethic.
Grunge concerts were known for being straightforward, high-energy performances.
Grunge bands avoided the complex, high budget presentations that bands from
other rock genres such as heavy metal were known for; complex light arrays,
pyrotechnics, and other technological visual effects unrelated to playing the
music were not part of the concerts. Instead, the bands presented themselves no
differently from any local band, using only their instruments and their own
presence as visual "effects" (neither being budgeted higher than what was
needed). The concerts did have some level of interactivity though, presented in
the form of the mosh pit. Fans and musicians alike would participate in stage
diving, crowd surfing, headbanging, and pogoing, though the audiences at grunge
concerts were best known for their extremely enthusiastic moshing. The mosh pits
would be located close to the stage, allowing such interaction between the
audience and the band.
[edit]Mainstream popularity
Grunge music
Stylistic origins:alternative rock, hardcore punk, indie rock, thrash
metal
Cultural origins:early 1980s, United States Pacific Northwest
Typical instruments:Guitar - Bass - Drums
Mainstream popularity:high during the early and mid-1990s; lower but
existent in the 2000s
Derivative forms:
Subgenres
post-grunge
Fusion genres
Regional scenes
Australia - California - Oregon - Washington
Other topics
Timeline of alternative rock
Grunge music (sometimes also referred to as the Seattle Sound) is a genre of
indie rock inspired by hardcore punk, thrash metal, and alternative rock. It
became commercially successful in the late 1980s and early 1990s, peaking in
mainstream popularity between 1991 and 1994. Bands from cities in the Pacific
Northwest of the United States, such as Seattle, Washington, Olympia,
Washington, and Portland, Oregon, created grunge and later made it popular with
mainstream audiences. The genre is closely associated with Generation X in the
US, since it was popularized in tandem with the rise in popularity of the
generation's name.[1] The popularity of grunge was one of the earliest phenomena
that distinguished the popular music of the 1990s from that of the 1980s.
Style, roots, and influences
Grunge music is generally characterized by "dirty" guitar, strong riffs, and
heavy drumming. The "dirty" sound resulted both from a stylistic change in the
standard method of playing punk rock, and from the common use of guitar
distortion and feedback. Grunge involves slower tempi and dissonant harmonies
that are generally not found in punk. The lyrics are typically angst-filled —
anger, frustration, ennui, sadness, fear, and depression are often explored in
grunge songs. These lyrics may have come from the feelings of angst that are
common in adolescence; many grunge musicians began their careers as teenagers or
young adults. However, other factors, such as poverty, discomfort with social
prejudices, and a general disenchantment with the state of society may also have
influenced grunge lyricism. Nevertheless, not all grunge songs dealt with such
emotions: Nirvana's satirical "In Bloom" is a notable example of more humorous
writing. Many other grunge songs had a sense of humor as well, which often went
unnoticed by the general public. Much of the humor in grunge satirized heavy
metal and other forms of rock music that were popular during the 1980s.[2]
Grunge evolved out of the Pacific Northwest's local punk rock scene, inspired by
local punk bands such as The Fartz, The U-Men, the feedback- and
distortion-intensive The Accused, and pop-punksters The Fastbacks.[3] Above all,
the slow, heavy sound of The Melvins was the biggest influence on grunge. Both
The Melvins and the punk band The Wipers (also influential) are themselves
considered grunge bands by some fans of the genre, although others classify them
as hardcore punk bands. Aside from its punk origins, the grunge movement had
strong roots in the musical and youth culture of the American northwest. The
musical resemblance to such 1960s northwest bands as the Wailers and, most
particularly, the Sonics, is unmistakable.
Mark Arm, the vocalist for the Seattle band Green River (and later Mudhoney), is
widely credited for being the first to use the term "grunge" to describe the
style. However, Arm used the term with a negative connotation; he called the
band's style "pure grunge, pure shit". This was not seen as being negative by
the media, and the term was subsequently applied to all music that sounded
similar to Green River's style.[4] It is likely that the term was seen as
appropriate because of the "dirty" guitar sound that grunge is known for (the
word grunge itself means "dirt").
Alice in ChainsFormed in 1983, Green River is widely believed to have created
the genre, and was a large inspiration for many grunge bands despite the band's
relatively low level of commercial success.[5] After the band split up in 1988,
members of Green River formed Mudhoney and Mother Love Bone, continuing on their
style. Green River, who used a harder sound in their performance than many later
grunge bands, inspired other early grunge bands such as Soundgarden and Alice in
Chains to use a similarly hard style. However, the sound of the genre became a
mix of the earlier grunge style and alternative rock shortly before its
mainstream success in the 1990s. This is most often credited to Nirvana's style,
which combined the sound of earlier grunge bands with that of The Pixies.
Nirvana's use of the Pixies' "soft verse, hard chorus" style popularized this
stylistic approach in both grunge and other alternative rock genres.
Grunge's unique sound is often said to have resulted from Seattle's isolation
from other alternative rock scenes.[6] However, outside of the Pacific
northwest, other musicians are said to have influenced grunge. Such northeastern
bands as Sonic Youth and Dinosaur Jr. are considered important influences on the
grunge sound, and the influence of the Pixies on Nirvana — and through them on
other bands — is unquestionable. The Minnesota hardcore punk band Hüsker Dü are
also believed by some to have been an influence. After Neil Young played live a
few times with Pearl Jam and recorded the album Mirror Ball with them, some
members of the media gave Young the questionable title "Godfather of Grunge," a
claim grounded mainly on his work with his band Crazy Horse.
Mudhoney's Steve Turner says that Black Flag's 1984 record My War and its
supporting tours were major influences on many Seattle bands. The record found
the Los Angeles punk rock stalwarts slowing their tempi considerably and
injecting a potent dose of heavy metal, though to considerable derision and
disgust from some fans. Turner says that "A lot of other people around the
country hated the fact that Black Flag slowed down ... but up here it was really
great — we were like 'Yay!' They were weird and fucked-up sounding." (Azerrad,
p. 419)[7] While elements of thrash metal made their way into the grunge sound,
the genre continued to remain more loyal to its punk roots. The mentality of the
musicians was still very deeply rooted in the punk scene, with many bands
subscribing to the DIY ethic.
Grunge concerts were known for being straightforward, high-energy performances.
Grunge bands avoided the complex, high budget presentations that bands from
other rock genres such as heavy metal were known for; complex light arrays,
pyrotechnics, and other technological visual effects unrelated to playing the
music were not part of the concerts. Instead, the bands presented themselves no
differently from any local band, using only their instruments and their own
presence as visual "effects" (neither being budgeted higher than what was
needed). The concerts did have some level of interactivity though, presented in
the form of the mosh pit. Fans and musicians alike would participate in stage
diving, crowd surfing, headbanging, and pogoing, though the audiences at grunge
concerts were best known for their extremely enthusiastic moshing. The mosh pits
would be located close to the stage, allowing such interaction between the
audience and the band.
[edit]Mainstream popularity