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Salon caught up with Meloy late last month to talk about the terrific new album, indie nostalgia, pop songs about oral sex, and being 17 and terminally fey. I mean, of course, it is a reflection of my trying to make sense of the relationship between singers or entertainers and their audience, but also I wanted to try and write in the voice of what I imagined was, like, the lead singer of a boy band who was just trying to figure it all out — who had never known any other life other than being onstage and being the sort of property of a fan base. One of the other centerpieces, the song which gives the album its title, is the Sandy Hook song, “12/17/12.” It sounds like a truly personal reaction, as if you wrote this as an emotional pouring-out, trying to make sense of this at a time when children were on your mind. Hank was a first-grader, so he was the same age as those kids.So there’s a break of several years after “The King Is Dead.” You go off and write young-adult novels and have another child — and you return with side one, track one — “The Singer Addresses His Audience,” and sing “We know you built your lives around us. We had to change some.” How tongue in cheek are we to take this ? How would they sort of view their lives and live their lives? And people might look at photos of The Decemberists in those Pacific Northwest outfits and think, “Maybe that’s not who we want shilling our sweet-smelling teen body wash.” (laughs) Right. And there was even one kid who was an autistic kid, and Hank is autistic.hristopher Russell owned a small bar in Chesapeake Beach, Maryland, but, like a lot people these days, figured he had better odds hooking up online.Russell was 40 and going through a divorce, so he wasn't seeking anything serious. Shortly after creating his account, he got an alert that one of them had viewed his profile. In order to see more details and contact her, he had to buy credits.For some of us, this coming Tuesday feels a little bit like the best day of the 1990s or the early 2000s: It’s release day for the first albums in many years by Belle & Sebastian, Sleater-Kinney and the Decemberists.
If the fortysomethings in the office all arrive with ear buds and the volume turned up just slightly louder than tasteful, well, maybe everyone was cranking the Belle & Sebastian too loud on the F train from Brooklyn. Sleater-Kinney’s return might have the loudest buzz, but the Decemberists are following up a No. They took a multi-year hiatus after the triumphant “The King Is Dead,” and “What A Terrible World, What A Beautiful World” is the Portland collective’s first since 2011.
But then, you know, of course its populated with my own weird ideas about what that relationship is. The closer you can map your own life onto these things — is that what makes them real? So I’m hesitant to say that this is any kind of centerpiece because I don’t think it is.
But in the end, it’s a different character as opposed to myself, and it’s an exploration of the loneliness of the singer, and why did they do this in the first place — sacrifice or give themselves up to the needs and the expectations of people who don’t know them, complete strangers — and construct their lives and the decisions they make creatively around what those expectations might be. Maybe it would’ve behooved me to pay a little bit more attention to what people wanted of me. I think also I have a weird thing about kicking against expectations in a sometimes self-destructive way. But there’s also a funny line in this song about selling your songs for advertisements: “When your bridal processional is a televised confessional to the benefits of Axe Shampoo, you know we did it for you.” Have you heard from the fine folks at Axe yet? And in fact, I didn’t initially want to put too much of a point on the fact that it was written about that incident because I didn’t feel as if I could really communicate what was happening. I think that that was just what a lot of people did at that time, and I think it wasn’t until hearing the names read… I feel like when the names were read at that press conference, suddenly I was able to start processing it in a way that I think was helpful, in that I think a lot of people were taking stock of their own surroundings in their own world.
I love the sound of the cuffs as they lock around your wrists, it symbolizes the point at which you have lost control and the point when I have you exactly where I want you.
I love to play with you as an object used for my pleasure.
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