New Yorker Adam Green started out his career as one half the Moldy Peaches, who had a surprise retroactive hit thanks to 2007 film Juno. But by that time, Green was already a well-established solo artist, veering away from his old band’s endearing anti-folk territory with a style characterized by vulgar and cheeky lyrics while keeping listeners at an arm’s length. That’s not to say Green’s music (and life) hasn’t undergone its fair share of turbulence and change in the ensuing years, however. And he is certainly in a different place from the last time we spoke with him, as evidenced by his sixth solo album, Minor Love, released in February on Fat Possum. Recorded while living in an L.A. pool house in near-isolation, Minor Love shows us a more stripped-down, intimate side of the singer/songwriter. Green will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Q&A with him.
Green: My uncle Grahame drives a tour bus. He sleeps for five hours most nights. He never lets me take girls on the bus because he misses the old days when the drivers got more blowjobs than the band. Yesterday when I was on mushrooms, he came into the dressing room and I thought he was a cop. There came a time when we needed to take drugs across the Italian border. We kept the drugs in a jar of salsa, and the dogs couldn’t find it. It’s true that people don’t even know what tour buses are, so drivers are known as “road warriors” and it’s a secret society. The drivers are all comrades and Grahame even thinks that he has gypsy blood (i.e., he eats hedgehogs).
My Uncle Grahame’s Recipe For Hedgehogs
Bang the hedgehog on the head with a hammer
Cover it in mud like a soccer ball
Put a few rocks around it and set it on fire
Bake it until the mud is completely dry
Bang it off on a tree (the quills and fleas should come off with the mud)
Eat it. Enjoy.
Video after the jump.