phil!!!!!
phil stoneman plays guitar, sings, and plays bass while craig is emptying
his stomach of cheap cider (sadly no-one can take phil's reverred place as
lynchpin of the band, so when he pukes, everything tends to just kind of
stop). he has also written all the lyrics for shallow so far (apart from
one song craig wrote but we never actually play), and comes up with all
the chord structures and concepts (can i get away with that?) for the
songs. everyone in shallow adds their own little parts to every song,
but without phil, the whole thing would fall apart like the planet
krypton (kind of unfortunate, seeing as how phil will be dead within
about 1 1/2 years). this amazing amount of creative material (spanning
every possible negative emotion!) can maybe be ascribed to the pretty
messed up structure of phil's mind, the infinite sleepless nights, and,
maybe, the fact that he's just half a person.
i thought i'd add a little about my influences...you don't care, i know,
but here goes...i didn't even know what music was until i was about 11
(my parents never listened to music. i must be the only person in britain
not to grow up with the beatles) i never even watched films either, i
don't know what i did in those years at all, probably just sat in a
corner asphixiating myself. at least it was productive. all my musical
influences are this decade, really...(the 80s i've spent most of my life
in, and i hate) hole, the manics,
and a range of other music that people
normally just don't care about.
film noir influences me a lot, in the
way i see myself and other people, and in the way everything seems to
happen. reality is subjective, and it changed the first time i saw the
dark visciousness of life reflected in the noir lens.
my favourite quote, even though i've only ever heard ABOUT it,
is from 'the dark corner', describes how i seem to be all the time :
i feel like i'm backed up into a dark corner, and i don't know
who's hitting me.
i know that for everything i do, i will live and die as an unknown,
faceless failure. without friends, without anything. except the stupid
photo album of photographic memory that i am unable to escape from.
go meet some more shallow people!
back to the shallow end
Email: reznor@lundwood.u-net.com
