From: Janine biban-al-harim@wxs.nl
  • Date: Mon, 15 Dec 1997 11:56:47 +0100

  • Don't ask me how I got hold of this mag.... I guess I was in need
    of some brain stimulation. It's a kind of funny interview. 
    Gorgeous colour pic of Peter to accompany the interview though... 
    
    DINING WITH TYPE O NEGATIVE'S PETER STEELE - by Scott Hickey
    [would he be related to Kenny in any way? BTW what an insane last name]
    
    Standing on stage sipping red wine from a delicate glass goblet,
    Type O Negative's lead singer Peter Steele looks like a hardcore
    biker version of Fabio. But this long-haired, chisel-chested
    rocker has never hawked a butter substitute to pay the rent. 
    
    Steele and crew - Kenny Hickey (guitar), Josh Silver (keyboards)
    and Johnny Kelly (drums) - are stretching out and getting
    comfortable on stage running through "My Girlfriend's Girlfriend"
    from their latest record October Rust (Roadrunner). 
    
    Last summer the band took their finely crafted mix of goth, metal
    and pop on the road as one of the bands on Ozzfest. Since then,
    this most haunting of quartets have left very little time to 
    recreate in their New York hometown.  They have zigzagged many
    times across the States with some of the Ozzfest bands. Most
    recently, they completed a stretch of club dates from October 21
    to November 2, with opening bands Coal Chamber and Electric Hellfire
    Club.  Fans hungry for new material will have to wait until '98,
    but until then, a remix by famed producer Rick Rubin of their hit
    single from their Bloody Kisses album, "Summer Breeze" could be
    heard on the new soundtrack album for "I know what you did last
    summer."
    
    The Brooklyn-based quartet - renowned for their endearingly-morbid
    epic "Black No. 1" - successfully integrate speed-metal punk, 
    60's catchy melodies with booming riffs and dark goth. On their
    '91 debut, Slow Deep and Hard, Steele & Co. set the tone of their
    depressing yet darkly witty tone with its bubbling organ, Beatlesque
    vocal harmonies and harsh sound effects on classics like 
    "Unsuccessfully Coping With The Natural Beauty Of Infidelity
    (I Know You're F**king Someone Else)". 
    
    For their third album, October Rust, highlighted by Love you to death,
    Be my Druidess and Green Man, the band has brewed up a wicked bath
    of bitches brew concocted with dark muddy riffage and gorgeous,
    soaring vocals. It's a balancing act between the beauty and the
    beast of life. 
    
    Back on stage, the band is swinging Neil Young's classic Cinnamon
    Girl like a heavy brick bat (a song whose remix by Nine Inch Nails'
    Charlie Clouser was a recent mainstay on modern rock radio). The
    slower tempo gives the song a chance to breathe and gives off a 
    sinister feeling.  After finishing up a powerful set, the band
    scatters for the showers. 
    Steele, hits the cafetaria. Sitting at a table with his entourage,
    Steele prepares to devour dinner. 
    
    Circus: What are they feeding you?
    
    Cow ovaries in gravy with corn [He pokes at one of many little white
    potato surrounded by beef and covered in gravy] Who's this interview for?
    
    For Circus. 
    
    Wow, if my manager would have told me, I would have worn deodorant. 
    
    Circus: How long has it been between your lust album Bloody Kisses and
    October Rust?
    
    Unfortunately, it was three years which I feel is way too much time
    between albums. My goal is not to spend three years between albums 
    this time. But due to the record company, who I'm making very rich, 
    they like us to tour until we're old and toothless. I'm old, but I'm
    not toothless, so they only have me half beat. 
    
    Circus: I heard you write a lot on the road.
    
    What I do to write albums is play Beatles albums at half-speed backwards
    and steal the riffs. [He snaps his fingers.] Like a charm it works. I'm
    going to take these with me [he unscrews the tops off the salt and 
    pepper shakers that were sitting in front of him]. You never know when
    you're going to need these. [he holds both of them up to his nipples].
    You have to be prepared for anything and everything. 
    
    Circus: Metal music seems to be enjoying a resurgence with a lot of
    different bands taking the music in different directions. Is metal
    changing?
    
    In a world where everybody is afraid to simply be their social security
    number, which I am not, I am proud of the nine digits I was supplied 
    with. Everyone wants to be individuals so they have to combine heavy
    metal with reggae or punk or funk or junk or whatever they feel like. 
    So there is no true metal now. Except for Manowar, of course. What are
    you laughing at? [he shoots a stare at the blonde girl giggling on his
    left] Back to your question, yes, metal is changing. 
    
    Circus: does this tour mean a lot to you and the band? I know in 
    interviews you cite the Beatles and Black Sabbath as the two masters
    you serve.
    
    I think Black Sabbath are probably the founding fathers of Goth music,
    punk and metal. Anybody who thinks otherwise can eat the corn out of
    my shit [he shovels in another forkful of yellow kernels toward his
    mouth]. Notice how I don't like my food touching each other. 
    
    Circus: Is this an anal retentive side of you that few see?
    
    I hate that f**king term, anal retentive! [he slams his meaty fist
    onto the corner of the table shattering its glass cover into
    several large shards and a floor full of shiny, jagged slivers]. 
    
    Circus: Now I know what not to say to you. 
    
    Shhh! [he looks down the table as the girls' tense, shocked faces
    relax into large smiles laughing loudly]
    
    Circus: so you're not anal retentive? 
    
    I didn't realize.. it was real glass. What kind of person puts 
    real glass on a table? I did the same thing at my grandmother's
    house last Thanksgiving. 'You put too much butter in the mashed
    potatoes, you bitch!" [he slams his fist down again, but this
    time stopping short]. I'm sorry now, I'm being sexist, I called
    her an elderly female dog. 
    
    Circus: I take it your family is close? 
    
    We're close. 
    
    Circus: A lot of holidays marred by violence?
    
    We like to fight over the turkey. I guess we're off the tour now.
    That's OK, I can use more time at home. Where were we? 
    
    Circus: I was about to ask you why you're a food separatist.
    
    A lot of people call me a fascist. This is the reason. The food
    is separate. It can't touch each other. 
    
    Circus: A lot of the bands were standing on the side of the stage
    watching the other bands play. What are some of the bands you've
    been checking out on this tour [Ozzfest '97] ?
    
    Pantera is not only a great band, but great people to hang with. 
    I can't say enough good things about them. They've been really
    good to us.  The only problem with Phil [Anselmo, the band's 
    lead singer] is that he tells the truth. And for that he shall
    suffer forever. But I'm right behind him. 
    [Steele finishes wrangling the last few bites of corn onto his
    fork and looks up] I was gonna give you a table dance, but....
    
    Circus: I don't have any dollar bills.
    
    That's OK, I was expecting 100's. 
    
    Circus: So what did you do before you started touring around 
    the country busting up cafeterias?
    
    I used to work for the Parks Department in Brooklyn. $40,000
    a year.
    
    Circus: Did you enjoy your time with the Parks Department?
    
    I loved it. Outside all the time, however I was passed over for
    a promotion because I'm a white male. That's made me a little
    bit irritable. I don't mind taking orders from people who score
    better than me on the civil service exam, but when someone's
    giving me orders because they're female, handicapped or they
    have more of a tan than I do, then it gets my testosterone level
    up. I have a little pride.
    
    Circus: So what were your duties with the Parks Dept.?
    
    Every day was different. I drove garbage trucks and dump trucks
    and steamrollers. Pretty much anything that had to be done in the
    park - I was the guy. Including picking up human feces and anything 
    that can come squirting or spewing out of the human body. All for
    $15 an hour. My motto was 'Slobs equals jobs.' Do what you want,
    because you're giving me a job. 
    
    THE END
    - From America's Rock Magazine Circus - Dec. 1997 -
    
    Hope I didn't include too many typos. 
    
    I'll refrain from making any substantial comments except...
    he's *so* American. The food, *real* glass... Neanderthal. 
    But the pic is worth a little gushing :-)
    
    Janine
    biban-al-harim@wxs.nl