Bradford Cox to "My Sharona" haters: "Suck my d*ck"
|Photo by Mackenzie Orth|
In a rambling, entertaining interview with Pitchfork, the incensed and endlessly quotable Cox notes "it was one of the best performances I've done since Deerhunter started," and based upon the video of the show, it's believable. "It was a very natural show and the people that didn't like it can suck my dick," he says. And though his verbiage is kind of crude, Cox has a point here.
The time to walk out of a show -- which is pretty rude in any situation -- is not when the band transforms itself into a piece of modern art. As Hedberg so eloquently puts it, "He's a musician of astounding talent and it's much more salient when he's in the raw." What could be more raw and memorable than a "My Sharona" death trance?
Sorry, Twin Cities, but your favorite moment of any given concert year is not going to be when [fill in the blank] band plays that song you already know for the 356th time live in a similar way to the 355 times prior. It's gonna be something like this.
The only thing that makes me angry about watching this clip (for about the 16th time already) is that I wasn't there myself. "It's unfortunate the narc that videotaped everything didn't get all the best parts," Cox says. "There was this really great chord with harmonic undertones."
Cox notes that "it's not like fucking Lana Del Rey carved an upside down cross on her cheek and defecated all over herself on stage at fucking Bonnaroo." But when she does, you can bet that people will stay and witness it.
Frankly, I hope that Bradford Cox doesn't take this as a sign that he should not come back to Minneapolis. It's the opposite. If anything, he should record an album in the environment that brought out such an unhinged display of raw emotion and talent. This is exactly the type of performance this music scene -- which has been embroiled in a decidedly self-assessment discussion the past few days -- needs a lot more of.
As one commenter put it: "It was strange, it teetered on the absurd, but it was riveting and should have been reported about as nothing less than a singular moment. If the alternative is predictability and a diligent run through of the hits, count me out."
This time, it came from an outsider, but this is a call to everyone locally to consider the benefits of straying from the predictable nature of what they're singing, writing, and talking about and just randomly urinate out of their mouths from time to time.
Read the rest of the interview with Bradford Cox here.
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