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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