Grant Hart: The film must have no lasting impact on my life

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Capturing Grant Hart will never be an easy task. But director Gorman Bechard assembled quite a bit about the renowned Hüsker Dü drummer/singer/co-songwriter in the new documentary film Every Everything: The Music, Life & Times of Grant Hart. In it, Hart speaks candidly about his music, art, philosophy and life, in locations integral to his life -- including the empty lot that once was his home.

Gimme Noise recently interviewed Hart about the film and his latest solo album, The Argument, while he was in England. His wry, dark humor, brilliance, and way with words came through delightfully.

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Gimme Noise: How do you feel about the film now that it's completed? In what ways, if any, were you able to contribute to its creative direction?

Grant Hart:
Now that the film is completed, questions about it have become more frequent than the typical reunion, "Do you talk to so and so" type. I need to treat the film like it does not exist, apart from this Sound Unseen thing and the New York premiere. The film must have no lasting impact on my life, art, wardrobe, outlook etc. I appreciate the attention given to my work, but I am no longer the fellow that is in the film. I have moved on. Media is destructive. The rules of journalism have been used to wrap Rupert Murdoch's trash.

You've had the trials and tribulations of a hero, and reflect these in your music. How have your experiences detailed in the film shaped you?

The time of the filming was a dynamic time. Fire cleans more effectively than soap and water. I had always pictured myself as a warrior chief. One who seeks peace. Knowing that you are born under a special star is crucial for an artist in order for them to reach their full potential. I had visions from early on, and I knew that I would dispose of my property sometime, but I had imagined some kind of Potlatch instead of a fire.

After relinquishing everything to the blaze, I learned to be mindful of the things I wished to possess. I am pretty much down to musical equipment, art, and books. I hang onto documents for their archival value, but I am very different than the museum curator that I was. I even throw away junk mail and hotel key-cards now. If there had been animal life lost in the fire, it would have had terrible consequences on my psyche.

Had you and William S. Burroughs ever talked about
Paradise Lost? Were you able to incorporate any of his writing within the songs of The Argument?

William and I really didn't speak about our work very much. Too many writers bothered him, and I noticed he was impatient talking about the craft with some of them. I do not like hipsters any more than he did, and they could swarm him. I did not take anything into the record from William other than some mood, tone and the similar exclusion of religion images. These are major changes. I would love to be with Burroughs and Milton at the same time, to hear their conversation...

Watching the film, I see parallels between brave, poetic artists such as yourself, Lou Reed, and Patti Smith. How has your artistry and inspiration evolved over time?

I take it all in, and my mind does the rest. Questions about what inspires someone are wasted on me. If I knew it, and I could control it, I would compose myself to death in a month. My technique is to learn as much as I can on an appealing topic, and then meditate on it. Not in any taught way, but in the way that I have found. Then I try to tap into my different levels and layers of consciousness in order to complete the inspired work. Study is important. Books are. Pens are. A blank page is. There are people that I have wanted to be like, but not completely. I have had several role models who wore trench coats, so I wear a trench coat. Engineer boots, same thing, although they hurt my feet after a long time. I played drums to mimic my dead brother.

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I wish I'd seen this when it was written.  Fuck Grant.  I remember his Oh, Aren't I Cute "Stolen Art Show" around '91 or '92; sometime like that.  Yes, Grant had stolen a painting from a friend of mine, showed it to all his sycophantic friends, and sold it.  Nice.  The guy who made that art was cooking at Key's to pay his rent, but cool Grant stole his work, sold it, and laughed in his face.  Around that time I was working for a company that rented some space in a warehouse on Quincy Street, just north of Broadway.  The landlord had just kicked Grant out for not paying rent.  I was cleaning the space out, and all the ceiling light tubes were gone or burned out, so I went to flip breakers to see what worked.  The breaker panel was shoved full of hypodermic needles.  Nice, Grant.  Thanks a ton.  Thankfully I didn't jab myself.  You're a real asshole, Grant Hart.  Good musician; maybe great. I have a couple of your albums, and all the Husker Du stuff.  But don't bother showing up at my door.  And do my friends a favor; leave them alone.

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