"We’d always fall out quite a lot. It was usually sort of - bickery stuff. Yeah, I’ve always been quite cantankerous. It reached fever pitch when he was drinking a massive bottle of mineral water. At the time I found that very poncey, that he’d like mineral water, but his parents had brought it from Germany. But he was drinking it, slagging me off, leaning against a cooker, and I remember I kicked it out of his mouth. And that’s when he got really angry and upset, and he phoned the police. And then the police came round, and they said “Alright, what’s going on here?” and then we were like, “Well I’m not talking”, “Well, I’m not talking to you either”.
And then they went, “So, what do you do?” and I went, [superciliously] “I’m an actor”.
And then they went to Peter, “What do you do?” [wails, dramatically] “I’m a poet!"
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Carl Barât, There Are No Innocent Bystanders, on his tempestuous relationship with Peter.
oh you silly silly boys in the band stop making me do the weeping and sobbing and throwing things on the floor in agony thing.
(via stephenesque)
(via milesmalpractice)
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Peter:
Sometimes you just realise you're singing some of the saddest things you'll ever be able to sing, you strive for so hard, using a lyric like a knife, y'know what I mean? It's already come out of your heart, and now you're digging it into someone elses.
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Carl:
If you're not going to put truth in song, then what's the point anyway? What are you going to put in there? It was a very awkward song to sing. I remember once Pete thought I looked at him funny during that song and he put down his guitar - well, he nearly threw down his guitar - kicked an amp over and then ran off down the high street, out the back door.