Welcome to The Pirate George Letters. Let’s talk Eurythmics for a sec. . .
Whatever else you may read here, know that my first influence was Annie Lennox’s riding-crop-spanked-androgo-synth. To think that a butch lady with a red flat top, probably a cyborg, could sing about (with the robots from Herbie Handcock’s “Rockit” video as backup band) love. If that’s the case, than we can all love somebody.
I would love to say that my real influence was AC/DC, Swans, Portishead; all who I love. Not true, though. The first time I got music for myself, it was Touch. I can still smell the cellophane, feel the bubble headphones pinching my temples. Fists colliding with furniture.
The Pirate George Letters are about celebrating what is important, no matter how arbitrary it might seem. The truth is that nothing is arbitrary. Not keeping a dollar bill just because. Nothing. We are all influenced by whatever gets to us first. I’ll be keeping track.