28.9.20





M2: What is language to you?

EF: Language? I’ve got a lot of hang-ups about it because I guess I cheat. I’ve always cheated and tried to…I don’t know. I play these games with myself, I suppose, with words and rhyme. I guess I have hang-ups about maybe not being smart enough—which isn’t true. But, you know, it’s just another one of these things that I keep telling myself, when I fuck up…See it all ties in with how I cope with life, which is I haven’t really felt ready to take responsibility for being…

M2: A spokesman or something…

EF: Well, that’s the very last thing I profess to do. But let’s start at basics—you know, like human beings—growing up; a female; a mother; a mate; someone who’s in a band… You know, I still struggle with it but that’s been the way I’ve coped with it. And, you know, to put someone who’s not capable of communicating… someone that’s in a band and is supposed to sit down and talk about what they’ve been singing about… You know, on top of music, talk about personal things in an interview situation, and be, um, how do I put it…

SR: Sociable?

EF: Yeah. It’s just a tall order, I think.

M2: Is that why you liked to play around with words and sounds? To obscure meaning?

EF: Yeah, but I really didn’t know that at the time.

M2: Do you think you’re deliberately ohscuring content?

EF: Yeah. I do. But that’s OK. It’s fine.