From: kspaink@xs4all.nl (Karin Spaink)
  • Date: Sat, 22 Apr 1995 01:03:44 -0100

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    From: eye@interlog.com (eye WEEKLY)
    Subject: MUSIC: Type-O Negative
    Date: 21 Apr 1995 11:23:28 -0400
    
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    eye WEEKLY                                               April 20 1995
    Toronto's arts newspaper                      .....free every Thursday
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    MUSIC                                                            MUSIC
    
                                 GLAD ALL OVER
        Type O Negative's Peter Steele trades misanthropy for imminent
                       stardom and a Playgirl pictorial
    
                                      by
                                MARC WEISBLOTT
    
    
    Being struck down by the flu wasn't gonna keep us from coming
    face-to-face with the towering titan who helms Type O Negative. After
    all, this is the guy who, just one year ago, told us: "I just want to
    live in an isolated area where I never have to see another human being
    again."
    
    With a reputation like that, we figured our aching desire to spend the
    entire evening curled up in isolation put us in the perfect mood for an
    interview with the vampiric Peter Steele.
    
    But, whereas the malevolent Brooklynite we met via telephone last March
    was just another egregious goth-metal demigod working days for the New
    York City Parks Department, he's since become one of the most
    sought-after orators around. A year later, incessant MTV airplay for
    Type O Negative's dyspeptic dirge "Black No. 1" has won them a place on
    a vigorous 10-week arena tour with Queensryche. Steele is also slated
    for the cover of an upcoming issue of Playgirl -- cited as "The Hottest
    of the Hottest" among "The Hottest Men In Rock," he nixed their idea of
    posing as an unravelled mummy in favor of a more traditional au naturel
    pictorial.
    
    Hey, you'd probably be in a more charming mood too, if all this was
    happening to you.
    
    The last time Type O Negative swung through Toronto, though, they were
    met with a maelstrom of postered opposition from "anti-racists" for
    reasons never quite made clear -- although, if it had anything to do
    with the pugnacious punk-rock parodies on the album Bloody Kisses,
    "Kill All The White People" and "We Hate Everyone," Steele has yanked
    those songs off a subsequent pressing because he only put them there to
    annoy the audience. Presumably, the only people who still have an axe
    to grind with Steele are Seals & Crofts, who demanded the original
    lyrics be reinstated for Type O's forthcoming single release of their
    elegiac Count Chocula-esque interpretation of "Summer Breeze."
    
    In last Wednesday's twilight, we hunkered and hacked behind a tour bus
    at the rear of the Opera House to get an update on Steele's state of
    mind. A more gregarious rock-star-in-the-making you couldn't imagine --
    he may be misanthropic, but he sure ain't mean.
    
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    eye: Did you ever find out the problem all those protesters had?
    
    Steele: Nope. They never bothered to tell us. Maybe I once stole one of
    these guys' girlfriends or something.
    
    eye: What was the scene like the last time you played here?
    
    Steele: Well, because it looked like nobody else was going to, our
    drummer and I showed up outside the club wearing different clothes --
    we were wielding rocks and bottles, screaming and swearing at the front
    doors. We ended up getting chased down the street by our own fans.
    
    eye: All that stuff about hating everyone, though -- now that the group
    is always under the microscope, do you regret anything you've said?
    
    Steele: Not really, but while my opinions haven't changed, my
    acceptance of humanity certainly has. I've realized there's no such
    thing as perfection. Now, when I make mistakes, I've found those around
    me are much more forgiving.
    
    eye: But what about those who still want to paint you as Peter Steele,
    fascist or Peter Steele, asshole ... ?
    
    Steele: Just don't call me a Christian.
    
    eye: How have things changed for you in the past year?
    
    Steele: I'm more stressed, I'm more high-strung -- see, nine months
    ago, we made a collective decision to quit our day jobs. Suddenly,
    there's more pressure if we screw things up -- our album sales suffer,
    our royalties go down, we have less to eat. At this point, I figure
    every blown chord is like losing a McDonald's hamburger. Maybe even a
    Whopper.
    
    eye: What about the audiences?
    
    Steele: Yeah, in the past few months we're seeing crowds of up to 70
    per cent extremely attractive females -- something which, as filthy
    heteroscum, pleases me tremendously.
    
    eye: And the hangers-on?
    
    Steele: Definitely. People who refused to look at me six months ago now
    want to shake my hand. I've come to learn that the word "pals" is
    spelled with a big dollar sign at the end.
    
    eye: Motley Crue dragged Type O Negative along on tour last summer.
    Were they just trying to be pal$ of yours, too?
    
    Steele: Actually, we were opening for Nine Inch Nails for a while, and
    most Nine Inch Nails people have a tolerance problem -- we'd be heckled
    off the stage almost every night. Tommy Lee witnessed this and hired us
    for some Crue concerts, and their crowds were even more hostile. We'd
    end up playing one song and I'd spend the next 45 minutes insulting
    people. I was like Andrew "Dice" Clay, a complete wiseass. A lot of
    people complained and stuff, but Tommy loved every minute.
    
    eye: When we spoke last you said it felt like being a circus animal up
    there every night.
    
    Steele: Now I feel like a higher-paid circus animal. But, along with
    all the pressure, I've realized that I don't want to waste anybody's
    money and I don't want to waste their time.
    
    eye: What are the rewards?
    
    Steele: I still wanna live out my years in the woods in a house I built
    myself with a beautiful, intelligent woman with a sense of humor -- and
    she'd better have a sense of humor if she wants to hang around me.
    
    eye: So, all of the adulation, all of the attention, doesn't it have
    anything to do with your own natural charisma?
    
    Steele: I have no personality. I am a social retard.
    
                                      
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    bye, Karin