B L A C K I E Wants Glenn Beck Off His Knob
Each Wednesday, Rocks Off arbitrarily appoints one lucky local performer or group "Artist of the Week," bestowing upon them all the fame and grandeur such a lofty title implies. Know a band or artist that isn't awful? Email their particulars to email@example.com.
This one has been a long time coming. Over these last two years, the enigmatic B L A C K I E has been knighted an indie scene institution. He seems universally appreciated: Hard enough for the dark-edge dudes, quirky enough for the indiest indie-poppers and hip-hop enough for the rappers. He's the opposite of a man without an island. He's got 100 islands, and he rocks the shit out of all of them. So we tagged him and his hair for an interview to cut it up about whether or not he really is insane, why white people think he's a genius and his famed live shows. Aces.
Rocks Off: Whenever we hear people talking about your music, there are a few things that always get discussed/asked about. First, obviously, is your name. Can you please fill everyone in on the official "This is why I went with the name Blackie" story? Thanks.
B L A C K I E: I wanted to make an impact, wanted the name to match the sound. "B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces" sounds tough.
RO: The second: Are you insane?
B: I don't think so. I just concentrate on maintaining my life and my ideas, never give up. I really understand that would look insane, but no way.
RO: An extension of that last bit: Were you aware that all the hip white people in Houston think you're a genius? What are your thoughts on that?
B [laughs]: Nah, didn't know. I stay isolated so I don't know. I mean, that's fine, we're all special. I'm on some positive thinking shit right now. It's great.
RO: We saw Iron Man 2 this weekend. Have you seen it? It's awful. They should've called it Crappy Man 2. Nah, nevermind. That'd be a dumb title. But you get the point.
B: Nuh-uh. My girl went to it but I fell asleep and they went without me.
RO: We think it's pretty well understood that your live shows, raucous as they are, disrupt Earth's orbit around the sun. Talk a little about a) why you feel the need to go balls out like that; and b) how you feel immediately after a show is over.
B: If I don't feel my own music, why should anyone else? I feel like I'm directing traffic, basically. I am becoming more accepting of being a performer while still keeping it trill. I've spent time watching James Brown and Jello Biafra, HR. I just want to feel it and keep moving.
If I don't drink water or smoke after its over I almost always throw up. I talk a lot when I'm driving home. It's fun.
RO: Why, sir, is Lou Dobbs on your knob? By the way, count us among those petitioning that you make a full-length version of "Lou Dobbs On My Knob." That song is so ill; it's super hip-hop.
B [laughs]: It's like, TV is trash but I still watch it and I see that this guy is hating Mexicans and hating everything and telling me to go back to school and whatever; everything I can't stand. The song is my literal reaction to him. He got fired anyway, so I guess I need to crush Glenn Beck next.
RO: Anything you want to plug? Now'd be the time to do it.
B: SPRED LUV* LP on vinyl coming out in the next few weeks. I want everyone in this city to work together and build something special. Musicians, artists, activists, strippers, gang-members, lets just go nuts and tear these banks down; create something we all can enjoy.
*This EP was super good. You can pick it up here.
Keep up with B L A C K I E online at www.myspace.com/blackieblackieblackie
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