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Michael Stipe Is 20% Straight

Powered by Guardian.co.ukThis article was written by Sean O’Hagan, for The Observer on Sunday 6th March 2011 00.02 UTC

 

Michael Stipe wanders into the lobby of the Gramercy Park Hotel in Manhattan, looking flustered. He is running late for his Observer photoshoot and interview. I introduce myself and he tells me he has had “heating problems” at his apartment. We chat amiably for a moment about the weather, which, even by New York standards, is extreme. “It’s Inuit weather,” he says.

He is wearing a reefer jacket, jeans, work boots, an ethnic-looking scarf, a snug woolly hat and a full beard. He looks healthy, which he has not always done. On his lapel, a little metal badge says Michael Stipe. This, of course, is very Michael Stipe: arty, playful, even a little bit pretentious.

A man walks past and shouts “Michael Stipe!” at him. Heads turn. On cue, the press officer materialises and, to Stipe’s obvious relief, ushers him into a waiting elevator that whisks him up to where the photographer is waiting. “I just realised I haven’t had breakfast yet,” I hear him say as the doors close. It is almost 4pm.

Were there not already a Spike Jonze film called Being John Malkovich, (produced, incidentally, by Stipe’s company, C00 Films) one could easily imagine one called Being Michael Stipe. Like the elusive, oddball actor, Stipe gives the impression of existing entirely inside his own self-contained universe. He exudes a certain otherness but one is never sure how much of it is natural and how much learned.

“I’ve been watching the Empire State Building change colour,” he says, gazing dreamily out of the window, as I arrive in the room the record company has booked for the afternoon. He speaks quietly in small, quick flurries of words that often do not cohere into sentences. “I find myself often at a loss for words,” he muses at one point. “There are TV shows I don’t go on because I do not talk like that, I don’t think like that, I don’t debate like that. I’ve realised that to try and slot myself into that world is to diminish what I have to offer. And I do have something to offer but it’s just in a different dialect, a different language.”

Today though, he seems relaxed, reflective, talkative, which is a relief. I have interviewed him three times in the past, never to my satisfaction. It was not for want of trying on my part. The first encounter was way back in 1988, when REM’s sixth album, Green, was just about to cross over into the mainstream charts. He was charming but elusive to the point of cryptic – like his songs, in fact. “That was a long time ago,” he says, nodding, when we settle down in a room that looks like a designer take on a Western movie bordello. “I still hadn’t learned how to talk or how to look someone in the eye and finish a thought. I’m much better at that now but I’ll carry that with me my whole life, the massive insecurity of not being articulate.”

Now 51, Stipe has been lead singer of REM for just over 30 years. The band’s new album, Collapse Into Now, is their 15th. In the interim, the group have gone from cultdom to indie sainthood to global superstardom. The tipping point came in 1991, with the release of their seventh album, Out of Time, and its stirring hit single, “Losing My Religion”. It caused a seismic shift in their fortunes that bass guitarist, Mike Mills, later described, not altogether positively, as “life-changing”. Even before then, Stipe seemed troubled by the whirlwind of fame, struggling to make sense of the stadium tours that followed 1987’s hit single “The One I Love”. He has had an uneasy relationship with his own celebrity ever since.

“I had to grapple with a lot of contradictions back in the 80s,” he says, frowning. “I would look out from the stage at the Reagan youth. That was when REM went beyond the freaks, the fags, the fat girls, the art students and the indie music fanatics. Suddenly we had an audience that included people who would have sooner kicked me on the street than let me walk by unperturbed. I’m exaggerating to make a point but it was certainly an audience that, in the main, did not share my political leanings or affiliations, and did not like how flamboyant I was as a performer or indeed a sexual creature. They probably held lots of my world views in great disregard, and I had to look out on that and think, well, what do I do with this?”

The band, all teenage friends from Athens, Georgia, survived that particular trauma, as well as the departure of an original member, drummer Bill Berry, who quit in 1997, a few years after collapsing from a brain aneurysm onstage in Switzerland. Another wobble occurred in 2001 when guitarist Peter Buck was arrested for drunkenly assaulting two British Airways stewards in a violent struggle over a pot of yoghurt on a flight to London. (His evidence was that he had mixed a sleeping pill with a small amount of wine. He was cleared, having pleaded “non-insane automatism”.)

The new album, like its predecessor, Accelerate, sounds like a group who have rediscovered their mojo after a run of albums that sounded, well, like a big stadium band on cruise control. There are pop songs, and harder rock songs, and odd little in-between songs that could not have been made by anyone else. As always of late, they walk a tightrope between a signature and a formula. And, as always, it is Stipe’s elliptical lyrics that, depending on where you stand, are the most intriguing or the most annoying aspect of the whole. He has not lost his facility for arresting titles. One song, which could be the first rock song about breaking wind (he’s not saying), is suggestively called “Mine Smells Like Honey”; another, which sounds like an exercise in word association, is called “Alligator, Aviator, Autopilot, Antimatter”. Even more intriguing is “Me, Marlon Brando, Marlon Brando and I”, a kind of meta-pop song that references a Neil Young number called “Pocahontas”.

In that song, Young imagines himself shooting the breeze around a campfire with Pocahontas and Marlon Brando, who, among other things, was a campaigner for Native American rights. I ask Stipe what his Marlon Brando song is about. “It’s about me going to Neil Young for advice,” he replies, as if this was the most natural thing in the world to write a song about. Has he actually done that? “Oh, no. It’s entirely made up, but it’s sincere. I hold Neil in high regard, but I have never asked him for advice, though I am sure he would have honoured it if I had.”

As has been pointed out before, Michael Stipe is not your regular rock’n’roll star. For a start, he’s too intelligent for that. And too curious. In his spare time he is also an activist (The LA Times dubbed REM one of America’s “most liberal and politically correct rock groups”), film producer (he was credited as executive co-producer on Being John Malkovich, Velvet Goldmine and Man on the Moon), photographer (he published a book of photographs, Two Times Intro: On the Road with Patti Smith, in 1998) and, latterly, conceptual artist. His current obsession, he says, is “making replica pieces in bronze or birch plywood” of objects that hold a particular and personal fascination for him. They include a Polaroid camera, a microcassette and a newspaper. “About five years ago I sat bolt upright in bed and said to myself, ‘I want to make sculpture’,” he says, growing visibly excited now that we have gotten the album out of the way. “I don’t know where it came from, and I’m not even sure what sculpture is any more, but it just hit me like a truck. I’m making these replicas of things that have a personal fascination for me in order, I guess, to somehow explore that fascination, to remove myself from it in a way.”

One of his pieces is called My Favourite Ever Edition of the New York Times. It features that favourite edition encased in a Plexiglas box. Could he talk me through it? “It is what it is. The date of the edition is not as important as the experience I had reading the paper on that day. It was a Thursday. The Times is always great on a Thursday. So I decided to commemorate and memorialise this experience by preserving the edition in Plexiglas.”

It all sounds, I say, a bit Duchamp. He looks momentarily offended. “Well, I’m not a prankster. There is a sincerity to what I am doing. Always and sometime to a fault. In a way, that’s all I’ve got.”

It often seems, from the outside, that Stipe is entirely consumed by each new creative passion. Does he consider himself an obsessive? “Oh God, yes, no question,” he says, laughing. “I’m working something out for sure. But, you know, that feels like a purely selfish reason for creating, and that’s not what it’s about. There’s an ego and a desire to be loved that is colossal and so peculiar to public figures, the kind of people that do what I do, but I think I have a pretty good handle on that. With the artworks, it’s more a need to create, to express myself in another form. It’s like something I have to get out of me.”

In all of this, Stipe has remade himself in the manner of his greatest idol, and now close friend, Patti Smith. Like her, he has become a polymath of sorts, though his approach to the making of music and art is altogether more, for want of a better word, postmodern than Smith’s. Stipe is not rock’n’roll in the way that Smith is, though, lyrically, he shares her facility to tap into the unconscious and let the words and images flow out as if unedited. He has spoken in the past of the impact that Smith’s seminal album, Horses, had on him as a confused 15-year-old. “It tore my limbs off and put them back on in a whole different order,” he once said, “It was like, ‘Shit! Yeah! Oh my God!’. Then, I threw up.”

I ask if there is anyone in the world of fine art who has had the kind of impact Smith had on his younger self? He thinks about this for some considerable time. “Well, going to see a Brancusi show at the Philadelphia Museum of Art with Patti, when she was on tour with Bob Dylan in 1995. It took years for that to land on me but the impact when it did was incredible. I think Brancusi is a huge presence, perhaps even the greatest artist of the 20th century. I just look in awe at his work.”

He is currently working on a replica of a Brancusi staircase. “It’s the tiny staircase between his atelier and his sleeping quarters. You can visit it if you’re around the Pompidou Centre [in Paris], free of charge, open daily. It’s one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. All the thought in the world went into that staircase, that he would climb up every night and walk down every morning, though the design was probably unconscious on his part. That’s an example of something that just hit me, then I became fascinated with it, and then it became enough of a nagging obsession to be turned into a piece.”

With hindsight, one can see that the songs Stipe wrote and sang back in the early 80s when REM were a small independent rock group operating out of their home town of Athens were the first clue to his otherness. Mostly they are cryptic, impressionistic, introverted and often wilfully elusive in their meaning. Back then, his singing style was best evoked by the title of REM’s debut album, Murmur, released in 1983. One of those songs was called “Radio Free Europe”. He later described it as “complete babbling”. It often seemed to me that, as a fledgling songwriter, he was perpetually at war with the obvious, a stance that almost flew in the face of his ability to write great pop songs with big hooks.

“There’s some truth in that. I’ve learnt to have fun fucking around with the medium. And the pop song is such a great medium to fuck around with. But it took a while.”

Stipe’s peripatetic upbringing may hold some clues to his elusiveness. He was born in Decatur, Georgia in 1960, the son of a serviceman whose constant relocations took the family across America, from Alabama to Illinois, as well as to Germany. His father served as a helicopter pilot in Korea and Vietnam. Stipe Junior once recalled how the family would gather nightly around the television to watch the news from Vietnam in the late 60s, their mother instructing him and his two sisters to look closely at the footage to see if they could spot their father. “We would of course sit there and go, ‘I think I saw him’ over and over again.”

The family remain close. He spends every Christmas with them. In 2004 he said of his father: “I couldn’t relate to my father’s experiences, or the troops in Iraq who’d been at war, until 9/11. My father was a career army man, having been to Vietnam twice and Korea once. I’m very proud of him for that. But we agree on Iraq. Politically, we are almost down the line”.

Politically, though, Stipe is right-on-going-on-radical. He has campaigned for Peta (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals), and REM have espoused environmental, feminist and human rights causes. In 1988 Stipe campaigned for the Democratic presidential candidate Michael Dukakis, and in 2004 the group put their weight behind the doomed Democratic presidential candidate John Kerry on their Vote For Change tour. Will REM inevitably come out against the Tea Party? “Well, part of me says ‘give them enough rope’,” he says, laughing. “They are going to keep shooting themselves in the foot. I’m more concerned with the media, about what is being represented as truth and fact when it is not, and the whole issue of how news is being manipulated by certain powerful media corporations. It kind of terrifies me.”

He pauses and thinks for a while. “For me, the great weapons used against the American people are fear and ignorance. Keeping people either so uneducated or distracted that they are not able to really form a valuable, educated choice is a great weapon. Fear is an even greater one. For one half of my life we have had administrations in this country that have used both of those to divide and conquer and to establish their particular vested interests in a way that best suited them and the people that they wanted to see profit. Has it got worse with the Tea Party? I don’t know.”

Back in the mid 1990s, when questioned in interviews about his sexuality, Stipe described himself as “an equal opportunity lech”. That was after a periodof spiralling rumours that he was HIV positive. In 1999 a writer called Douglas A Martin published his first novel, Outline of My Lover, in which the main character describes a six-year relationship with the lead singer of a successful Athens-based rock group. Stipe and Martin had previously collaborated on a poetry compilation, The Haiku Year, and the latter later confirmed that the novel was indeed a fictional delineation of their relationship.

Then, in 2001, Stipe told Time magazine that he was “a queer artist”. Last year he curated an exhibition to mark the 100th anniversary of Jean Genet’s birth, which he tells me was “kind of like a queer history but from a peripheral point of view, but also about what might have happened if Genet and queer culture had impacted on me more”. He does seem to be a whole lot more comfortable now with his sexuality. Was he troubled by it while he was growing up?

“Not troubled, no. Not confused either. But I felt there just wasn’t a place for me. I hate and refuse to apply the term bisexual to myself. It doesn’t seem appropriate. It feels like just another label. For a time I was conflicted by how I was represented, and then Aids came, and that’s an era that has still to be spoken about in depth by people of my age. It was a very difficult time to be honest and frank about one’s sexuality. And a very scary time for people like myself, who were not able to be tested anonymously without some concern. I mean, under Reagan, lest we forget, there was a time when they were talking about internment camps for people who were HIV positive. To this day I can’t give blood to the Red Cross because I have sex with a man.”

Would he still describe himself as “an equal opportunity lech”. He smiles, then turns serious again. “On a sliding scale of sexuality I’d place myself around 80-20, but I definitely prefer men to women. I had sex with, and enjoyed sex with, women until I met someone that I fell in love with, and who is now my boyfriend. That’s the only real news in the last 12 years, but when it’s a slow news day I get dragged out of some closet again.”

For the record, Stipe currently lives in a spacious Tribeca apartment with his partner, Thomas Dozol, an art photographer.

We talk for a while about the etymology of the word “queer”, and I ask him why he finds it more acceptable than the word “gay”. “I never identified with gay, that’s all. I will always honour anyone who had to make different choices, then stand by them, and I would hope that honour would extend to me and my choices as well. I’m talking about how one chooses to define oneself, the community within which one feels comfortable. That’s what it’s about, really. It’s the 21st century,” he concludes. “A lot of younger people have a much more it-is-what-it-is approach to sexuality. The black and white binary approach just does not work. So you find the terms that make you most comfortable.

As we come to the end of the interview, I tell Stipe he gives off a different kind of energy these days. It seems that, if anything, New York has calmed him down. Does he now consider it his home? “My second home, for sure. I’ve lived here now since the mid-80s with the exception of a few years in Los Angeles. There’s even a New York song on the album, which you can discover for yourself. It’s about a moment that occurred not far from here on Houston Street, when I was stumbling down the street having been at a party, a vodka in one hand and an espresso in the other, and just being so inspired by the energy of the city and the people. It’s a moment-of-discovery song, about discovering oneself and suddenly feeling this huge sense of possibility. New York can do that to you,” he says, smiling. “You come here to change the world but you end up changing yourself.”

guardian.co.uk © Guardian News and Media Limited 2010

By:           Sean O'Hagan/The Observer
On:           Mar 7, 2011
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  • 16 Comments
    • divkid
      divkid

      “Michael Stipe Is 20% Straight”
      and by appearance 80% hobo.

      Mar 7, 2011 at 1:12 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • Lefty
      Lefty

      Michael Stipe comes out again!?
      Must have a new record out…

      Mar 7, 2011 at 1:14 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • divkid
      divkid

      semantics i know, but isn’t the “one drop of blood rule” somewhat analogous to this — ergo i% of same sex attraction means he is 0% straight regardless of his moderate opposite sex attraction.

      however heartfelt and true these admissions are they always come off as slightly pandering to mainstream acceptance. not his fault entirely. the media/society isn’t yet mature enough to parse the nuances.

      Mar 7, 2011 at 1:32 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • christopher di spirito
      christopher di spirito

      Hey Mikey, please consider:

      1. If you’re blowing a guy and he cums in your mouth and you swallow the cream, or
      2. If you’re getting fucked in the ass and enjoy it, then

      You’re 100% Queer. Deal with it.

      Mar 7, 2011 at 7:24 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • alan brickman
      alan brickman

      So tired…..

      Mar 7, 2011 at 7:43 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • glasshouses
      glasshouses

      Honestly, I think that he summarizes his identity as Queer pretty well here: “I’m talking about how one chooses to define oneself, the community within which one feels comfortable… A lot of younger people have a much more it-is-what-it-is approach to sexuality. The black and white binary approach just does not work. So you find the terms that make you most comfortable.”

      I am not the biggest REM fan but beyond the constuction of sexuality, an interview with someone that notes Brancusi and the Pompidou Centre, references a song with a video that is significantly based both on Caravaggio’s tenebrism and Jarman’s film about the same, and who creates conceptual art with The New York Times is going to get my attention much more than most pop artists. (Seriously, can Britney even spell Brancusi?)

      Mar 7, 2011 at 9:11 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • ewe
      ewe

      And here i thought he was Michael Stipes not 80/20. This is tired. I have a feeling this is a generational thing and i am in his generation. So much of what we are has been labled by others as gay that we go around trying to deduce and analyze it statistically. I wish no gay person played that game. He is in a committed relationship with another man. That makes him gay. He was gay before the relationship too. Whatever. It’s really sorta sad that he is still talking about how gay he is at his age.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 12:28 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • ewe
      ewe

      It’s even sadder he wants to send out the message he is sorta straight. What a crock.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 12:30 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • thematics
      thematics

      Interesting interview with a fascinating guy. Perhaps his 80/20 describes his behaviour over his life, but now that he’s in a committed relationship With.A.Man, it seems unusual to press the point.

      I do want to read up on his sculptures and artwork, because I too am fascinated with sculptor Brancusi, a Romanian who spent much of his career in Paris.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 1:17 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • Danny
      Danny

      Sounds like too much of a pussy to call himself bisexual. Man-up for crying sake if you’re bi. Be proud and out.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 7:03 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • jason
      jason

      I don’t think Michael Stipe is pandering to mainstream acceptance by referring to himself as bisexual. If he were pandering, he’d more likely be calling himself 100% straight. A man who wishes to be accepted by mainstream straights is far more likely to call himself straight than bisexual.

      As for those lame gays who sneer at men who aren’t exclusively straight or exclusively gay, may I suggest you obtain a reality check? Sexuality is not two boxes.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 8:16 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • glasshouses
      glasshouses

      “I too am fascinated with sculptor Brancusi”

      Themantics,

      Stipe brings up a good point on the exhibit in Philadelphia but that exhibit from the 90s has largely remained; the musueum boasts one of the best Brancusi collections around. Couple it with NYC’s collection, only 90 minutes away, at the Met and you have a Brancusi fest (not to mention Philly’s Brancusi inspired “clothespin” statue.)

      Mar 8, 2011 at 11:13 am · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • divkid
      divkid

      @jason: i can’t speak for the other peeps but i was specifically objecting to the phrase “20% straight” i didn’t read the main body of the article. restricting myself solely to that phrase. (relying on queertys journalistic standards — moot point — not to have misquoted); and asking why he needed to phrase it that way.

      for a man whose radical political stances position him at an antithetical angle to bourgeois cultural norms, he has in the past been uncharacteristically coy or dissembling vis-a-vis his sexuality. how very un-rimbaud of him.

      ’tis my conjecture — and only that and therefore open to revision — that he is still craving credit in the straight world. has a pathological need relate to his straight fans. doesn’t want them to feel he’s *too * alien. and, yes of course is about to drop a new record and was pestered to to deliver a sexed up sound bite to some cretinous hack.

      im no bisexual-denier. indeed if i was to play along with this silly number game ( and upon what possible metric could any meaningful statistic be gleaned to quantify an amorphous entity such as human desire)

      but if i did, i would guestimate i was 35% attracted to women at this point in my life and it is changeable and has changed. but i have no interest in disseminating that fact abroad. as im not in a relationship with a woman or seeking such. it has no salient “news value” — “a male desires a female ” thats pretty much old news: birds do it…bees do it; cockroaches to rats. big deal.

      any degree of same sex attraction makes you 100% not straight. i’m a homogaysexualist. not proud of it, not ashamed of it. just IT. but defiantly proud to have reached the place that whatever else im pressured to feel inadequate about it’s not my sexual desires.

      i kind of expect liberal leftist heroes like stipe to be fearless, at the front of the barricades in the culture wars. though i still love his big gay vegan heart.

      Mar 8, 2011 at 12:05 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • JT
      JT

      Michael Stipe is bisexual but this is old news.

      If he was gay he wouldn’t be 20% Hetero or attracted to women at all.

      Even if you’re bisexual you’re still 100% queer and Divkid is bisexual as well.

      I don’t always like the term/label queer mainly because now we have people who are completely hetero/straight claiming that they are now somehow “queer”.

      Despite Gay Inc. wanting to claim that men can only be Heterosexual or gay it’s quite possible to be a bisexual man like Stipe is and you don’t have to be 50/50 or pretty equal to be bisexual.

      Mar 14, 2011 at 4:38 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • Mat
      Mat

      I am bisexual and currently dating two girls, both loving and supportive. The big issue for me about gay denial of bisexual men is it erases the love and sexual relationships I have on the “otherside” depending on who I am dating or in a LTR with. Which is pretty hurtful frankly. I don’t put a percentage on my sexuality but tend to fall in love with women so I date more of them, especially bisexual women who really get the dual affection phenomenon. All this crap of only gay and straight needs to die a miserable death because it really hurts people.

      Jan 4, 2012 at 1:49 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·
    • Mat
      Mat

      I am bisexual and “75 %” straight, guys don’t stick around for me but girls do. But I still have to deal with queer stigma. I wish he would just say he is bisexual. It would help a lot of guys out, that are attracted to both genders, because it is yet to be accepted by the mainstream or even gay culture. He is bisexual and has found a guy he likes.

      Feb 26, 2012 at 8:33 pm · @ReplyReply to this comment ·

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