You’re a liar
He’s blasted on amphetamines. Every press conference he does is Andy Kaufman-level schtick. He’s in the middle of the most incredible 3-year run of songwriting of the past century. Half his fanbase thinks he’s abandoned them because he wants to sing about his interior instead of his exterior. And right before the final number, someone yells out that he’s Judas. Some of the crowd jeers, some applaud. He walks toward the mic and says, “I don’t believe you.” He walks away and strums his guitar. But it sticks. He goes back to the mic. “You’re a liar.” Venom. And then he turns his back on the crowd and tells his band to “play fucking loud” before the song kicks in and when it gets to the chorus, he snarls, “How does it feeeeeeeel?” It doesn’t get more rock ‘n roll than that. When you’re heading for the future, people will scream for the past. But you’ve got to take them there anyway.






