Boy do we feel silly. We used to take such delight in ribbing our friend the California lawyer about the Tool CD in his car – though, to be fair, he could have just called our bluff and put the durned thing on when we asked for it – and now it turns out that Tool’s frontman is all thoughtful ‘n stuff:

“I don’t know what the solution is, other than just hoping that we can weather the storm, and then looking to places like Europe, post-World War I and II, where the communities that survived are the ones that were already surviving: They had their own little localized economy and farmers and trade, just to get through the winter. They’re the ones that survived, and have survived, and will survive. So that’s kind of the positive. [Laughs.] That’s my silver lining in the cloud: starting a wine community in Arizona, hoping that the United States [will go] through an entire saturation of winemaking, and then level out to where it ends up being a cottage industry and people are just surviving locally, no matter what happens with the clowns running things.”

Why, he’s a crunchy! But my favorite bit is this, where he has to consider his public:

AVC: Do you feel out of touch with your audience?

MJK: For the most part, I have no idea who those people are—especially when we’re traveling through Europe. And it’s not all our fault; it’s a whole series of events. [You play] heavy music, and your record company, which has never owned an album anything like what you’re doing, immediately markets you to the obvious stinky kid with the dreadlocks and the B.O. and the urine on his shoes because he’s been sleeping in his own filth in a festival in the middle of the rain. They basically market right to that guy. And then you realize the only people showing up to your shows are those primates—these weird, cretin people… Then, let’s say you’re at a coffee shop, and you’ve got a friend sitting next to you, and you’ve been reading some Noam Chomsky, or you’re reading The Onion, and you look over and see a bunch of kids [who] look like they could be made of cheese, because there are flies everywhere. And you go, “Hey, you want to go where they’re going?” and everybody goes, “F-ck no.” And they’re wearing Tool shirts. Why would you want to go there? Why would anybody other than those kids wanna go see Tool if that’s our representative in that area? So it ends up being a no-win situation. Of course, that’s a completely extreme example.


  1. Notrelatedtoted says

    I read that. Makes me wonder what exactly he’s looking for.

  2. Notrelatedtoted says

    The part about him being a crunchy makes me laugh. I want to go to that farmer’s market….

  3. Poor guy. Selling out shows to the wrong kind of people. Hey, I never would have guessed from the art direction on some of Tool’s earlier music videos that they had an opinion on community supported agriculture, etc. There was lot’s of dark eariness, with pulsating brains and whatnot. It definitely doesn’t scream feature me on NPR. Maybe they should have pushed the prog rock angle, instead of the brooding trailer trash/alienated frog hunter angle.

    Is there any music “artist” out there that can truly identify with the people that choose to identify with their art? Just think of all those poor hip-hop stars. You write a song about avenging your homey’s death by putting a glock to the n-‘s head, and who makes it double platinum? White kids in the suburbs.

    I think it all harkens back to the fact that prophets just aren’t welcome in their hometowns.

  4. Well, now you know. So you should go listen to a couple of their songs and see what all the hubbub is about, uh, bub. Because the boy actually has talent.

    He’s dark, certaintly. Many times his lyrics are ugly, but there’s thoughtfullness there too, and longing, and a desire for the beautiful. His music is hard-driving and, er, metallic, but there’s a sweetness that you don’t find in other metal-y bands. He’s in no way a Godly man, but on his good days I think he wants to be.

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