We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think that yours is the only path.
Paulo Coelho (via paperlover)
![ill always love these boys
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The Survivors: Alex Turner of Arctic Monkeys
GQ’s Sean Fennessey interviewed the youngest artist in our big November 2011 music portfolio—the lyrically gifted frontman of England’s Arctic Monkeys. The full conversation is here. Below, a small sample. We’re nearing the end of our exclusive online Q+As… Tomorrow: TV on the Radio’s Tunde Adebimpe.
GQ: Does it feel good to be out of the hype cycle of your first two albums? Alex Turner: Eh, I guess it has to, really. It’s not like any of us are pining for those days. That was fun and it was great, that we got to make a record [Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not] that connected with a lot of people in the way that it did. And while I think you go through a phase naturally of feeling embarrassed about [that kind of attention], I’m coming around to being proud of that first record and how people connected to it like they did. But I’m really happy with where we are now, with this last record. You can’t spend your time looking back.
GQ: Is there some advice you wish you could have given yourself when you first started? Alex Turner: Any advice I would’ve given to my 19-year-old self I wouldn’t have listened to anyway. [laughs]
GQ: Who are your survivors, or the people you emulated as a kid? Alex Turner: The Smiths was a big one for me. Hatful of Hollow and The Smiths were lent to me, and they made me want to create music that might make another person feel like they made me feel—to have an effect on someone. The person I used to pretend to be when I was playing my Stratocaster was probably Hendrix, who I guess you can’t really call a survivor. Well, in a way, I suppose—his music survives.](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupoc0e55Y1qe6vsbo1_400.jpg)
ill always love these boys
gq:
The Survivors: Alex Turner of Arctic Monkeys
GQ’s Sean Fennessey interviewed the youngest artist in our big November 2011 music portfolio—the lyrically gifted frontman of England’s Arctic Monkeys. The full conversation is here. Below, a small sample. We’re nearing the end of our exclusive online Q+As… Tomorrow: TV on the Radio’s Tunde Adebimpe.
GQ: Does it feel good to be out of the hype cycle of your first two albums? Alex Turner: Eh, I guess it has to, really. It’s not like any of us are pining for those days. That was fun and it was great, that we got to make a record [Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not] that connected with a lot of people in the way that it did. And while I think you go through a phase naturally of feeling embarrassed about [that kind of attention], I’m coming around to being proud of that first record and how people connected to it like they did. But I’m really happy with where we are now, with this last record. You can’t spend your time looking back.
GQ: Is there some advice you wish you could have given yourself when you first started? Alex Turner: Any advice I would’ve given to my 19-year-old self I wouldn’t have listened to anyway. [laughs]
GQ: Who are your survivors, or the people you emulated as a kid? Alex Turner: The Smiths was a big one for me. Hatful of Hollow and The Smiths were lent to me, and they made me want to create music that might make another person feel like they made me feel—to have an effect on someone. The person I used to pretend to be when I was playing my Stratocaster was probably Hendrix, who I guess you can’t really call a survivor. Well, in a way, I suppose—his music survives.
Until I was 30, I dated only boys. I’ll tell you why: Men scared the sh*t out of me. Men know what they want. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn’t on the floor. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they’re thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before.
OK, maybe men aren’t exactly like this. But this is what I’ve cobbled together from the handful of men I know or know of, ranging from Heathcliff Huxtable to Theodore Roosevelt to my dad. The point: Men know what they want, and that is scary.
What I was used to was boys.
Boys are adorable. Boys trail off their sentences in an appealing way. Boys get haircuts from their roommate, who “totally knows how to cut hair.” Boys can pack up their whole life and move to Brooklyn for a gig if they need to. Boys have “gigs.” Boys are broke. And when they do have money, they spend it on a trip to Colorado to see a music festival. Boys can talk for hours with you in a diner at three in the morning because they don’t have regular work hours. But they suck to date when you turn 30.
Mindy Kaling on Why You Need A Man, Not A Boy | Glamour Magazine
I am loving this Mindy Kaling media blitz.
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Series VII. Royal blue dresses by Mary Magdalene.
