Still researching this one, but it makes me think of the "Death of Nancy Boy" photos and the lyrics of "Space Monkey", and is therefore a sort-of kiss-off to some of the more obsessive fans.
[Some might find that uncharitable, but it's easy to forget--in the modern atmosphere of instant stardom and all the cloying publicity shite ("we love our fans, so buy the re-issue!")--again, it's easy to forget that, aside from quality product for money spent, an artist doesn't "owe" their admirers a damn thing. If you're an artist, you write, you sing, you paint, whatever--because you have that drive, that fucking need in you. The rest is details.]
Still researching this one, but it makes me think of the "Death of Nancy Boy" photos and the lyrics of "Space Monkey", and is therefore a sort-of kiss-off to some of the more obsessive fans.
[Some might find that uncharitable, but it's easy to forget--in the modern atmosphere of instant stardom and all the cloying publicity shite ("we love our fans, so buy the re-issue!")--again, it's easy to forget that, aside from quality product for money spent, an artist doesn't "owe" their admirers a damn thing. If you're an artist, you write, you sing, you paint, whatever--because you have that drive, that fucking need in you. The rest is details.]