2003 Interview with Peter and Carl

kombusensei:

Interviewer: How do you evaluate each other as a song writer? If there is something one of you doesn’t have and the other has, what is it?

Peter and Carl: …… (Look at each other for a while)

Carl: We are like Bonnie and Clyde.

Peter: For example, people think that John Lennon and Paul McCartney always wrote together, but it’s just a romantic fantasy. In fact, each of them wrote many songs alone and …

Carl: I don’t want to treat what I wrote as something different. I feel it’s what we wrote together. I think that songs we write together are on a higher level than those I do alone. And more powerful.

Peter: I don’t think so. Carl often writes better and more powerful songs when he writes alone, to be honest.

Carl: No, I don’t agree with that.

Interviewer: So which is the case?

Peter: When we are making music together, it’s kind of like there’s magic I can’t explain in words … it’s like we need each other, and songs need the two of us. And that’s our friendship (Peter does a headlock to Carl and kisses him passionately).

Rockin’on, June 2003

missoneminute:

“I never thought I’d make it in a band. For me, it was an impenetrable world, and playing in front of a small audience was already intimidating enough. Peter’s attitude was different: We can do this, you can be that. He was full of faith, life and vitality, and that sustained me; it was a real part of the magic of the time.”

— Carl Barat, Threepenny Memoir (via quietnowherebesideyou)

elides:

There is a magical alchemy that only we can unlock. Playing songs with the person with whom they were written, it is incomparable, it is another dimension, it is so powerful, touching, and beautiful. (Carl Barât, October 2014)

We reminisce with each other about the past, hysterically, and we remember, how this is all strange and fantastic. At times, there is no one else whom I connect with at this level. Carl, I know that… there are things that no one else can give, a certain level of understanding, a way of remembering things, because, at a certain age, we viewed everything in the same way, a way no one else shared, and really there is no one else who I can talk to about that. It’s strange, but he really knows me. I forgot that there was someone else on this planet who could understand me in this way, it is mysterious, but it is comforting and beautiful. (Peter Doherty, October 2014)