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The thing with me. I can’t stick musicians. I’ve thought about this. I can’t stand them, and being stuck in a studio with them I think that’s my strength: I can hear what they can’t.
Say you get together with the group, and we’re all trying to be friends with each other, they’ll all put like Pavement, Sebadoh, REM on; I’ll put bloody Bo Diddley on, or an old rockabilly track that is completely out of tune. They go: ‘It’s out of tune’ ‘So fucking what? Chuck Berry is out of tune. And if Chuck Berry didn’t do that, you wouldn’t be in a job.’ This is how far I go. But musicians don’t actually see that. Not out of malice or sloth, they really don’t see it. They don’t have an objective eye. All they see is that Pavement have sold a million records in America. Their heads are in a different dimension.
”— mark e smith congratulates himself and takes a swipe at those sellouts in pavement
