Dreams Burn Down.

Juliette Lewis finally called me last night.
I have been about to interview her for a long time now, but somehow she always manages to cancel in the absolute last second. But yesterday, right after Superstars on TV, while I put the dishes away she called me. Five minutes early!
I have talked to her before, the last time she was in Stockholm, but to hear that wellknown drawl over the phone was pretty surreal. The interview went pretty good, she is a 100% professional and I did not really have to do much. She talked and told me what she wanted me to know about the new album and when it was time for me to finally ask some questions the interview was over. I am getting used to it by now. There are very few bands out there that do not have prepared answers and feeds you with latest sellingpoints. More and more interviews are also done by phone, which makes them even harder, you have no person to feed of, and you never really get that connection. Instead what you get is a not very focused star that usually is doing something different.
I have interviewed a rappar that was driving around northern London looking for a parkingspace, I have called a singer that had lunch in a loud pub with friends and I have talked to a guitarplayer eating at McDonalds after a show. The hardest one was probably still the death metal guitarist I called in the tourbus going through a desert. I could hardly hear him because the transmission was so bad and after 5 minutes he disapeared and did not get out of the radio-shadow until 8 hours later, when I was slepping. Tough conversation to pick up again.
But then again, the funniest was probably when Al Jourgensen from Ministry called me 10 minutes early and I was in the bathroom. Anna answered and I am not sure she has forgiven me yet.
His opening lines when I got on the phone are classic material.
-Hello, where are you calling from?
-I am naked in bed looking out over the Mexican border.