Bill Callahan
Bill Callahan
Bill Callahanis an American singer-songwriter and guitarist who has also recorded and performed under the band name Smog. Callahan began working in the lo-fi genre of underground rock, with home-made tape-albums recorded on four track tape recorders. Later he began releasing albums with the label Drag City, to which he remains signed today...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth3 June 1966
CountryUnited States of America
felt oceans power sort
I like mountains and oceans and stuff, which is where I've always felt some sort of power of meaning, but that's not necessarily spiritual.
albums inaccuracy reflecting
I have long begged off the question of my albums reflecting where I am 'at' personally. There is more inaccuracy in that approach than accuracy.
I didn't think I'd ever eat pork; it just does not appeal to me.
As a kid, I was just a kid. Average.
christmas face fatter feels girlfriend sitting
You know how on Christmas day, the day feels different, even if you're just sitting in your chair waiting for your girlfriend to put her face on and you haven't even started any of the festivities yet, the day still feels different. The electrons are fatter and pushier.
hour million tiny
There are a million tiny weird towns. You never know what you're going to get into if you drive an hour into the wild.
heard jesus religious time
My parents weren't religious at all. I remember the first time I heard about Jesus was at school.
captured capturing everybody goes hot interested maybe moods somebody
You get into moods - like, if somebody does something to you, then you're angry for maybe 30 seconds, or maybe 30 years. I was always interested in capturing those awful, unflattering things that everybody goes through - those hot moments, captured in ice.
absolutely change cool drastic electric knew moved plug skills
I knew absolutely nothing about recording. I had this four-track recorder, and I'd plug my electric guitar right into it, which sounded real bad. I moved any fader that made a drastic change in sound. I thought that was cool - that it was communicating something. I didn't have the skills to do anything subtle. It was just like screaming.
became cloak
I feel like you come in under a cloak of someone else's skin for a while, but then you can shrug it off - you have to find your own voice, if you want to keep doing it. That became a really conscious thing for me.
came couple good house leave midnight sun
At midnight every night, I would methodically leave the house for a couple hours' walk, come back in, and record. And then the sun came up. If I had done something good, then I'd be happy and go to sleep.
I'm somewhere between a gumshoe and a journalist. A writer, not a symbol.
Every day I don't Google my name, there's another beautiful day.
beat bottom rhythm
Those are the little things. The little things come back and beat you. They just got us out of our rhythm and we just didn't respond. That's the bottom line. They out-hustled us, outplayed us, out-everything-ed us. They wanted it more than we did.