A multitude of trendies and bore-o zorros are here at the Driskill, so I pry a pint of rum away from some woman in tails... this blinds me enough to lunge into Nick Lowe's path and blurt DID YOU HAVE FUN TONIGHT?
He sez "Yeah!" This seems like a nice thing to say to a drunk like me, so I go ask him some more questions:
What do you think when people like Rolling Stone say that you're "just pop"?
"Well, it's not just pop. It's more like calculated pop — I calculate it to iritate people."
You should play high schools!
"Yeah, we are! We're gonna play Hollywood High School and Laguna Beach High School in LA. I think that's a really progressive thing."
Have you been to Raul's?
"I loved Raul's! It would have been too small for us to play in.
We were going to play at Willie Nelson's place but that fell through...
"OH! By the way! Jake Riviera and Elvis and I are buying an old warehouse in Austin! We're gonna fix it up, we may live in it, whatever, I don't know, we want to make Austin our second headquarters."
This excites the shit out of me so I steel myself to talk to Costello (much more intense, not the kind of guy you talk about last week's humidity with.)
Are you going to set up a warehouse in Austin with Nick Lowe?
"Yeah, we might do that."
Why is "Radio, Radio" on your American release?
"The record company thought 'Chelsea' was too English... I wrote 'Radio, Radio' for England but when I heard the stations here, the same thing applies.
What did you think when the police started clearing the aisles?