it is safe to say that in the course of my professional life i have had some really stupid pictures taken of me.
which is good, in a sense, cos if i ever i start to take myself too seriously i just remember having twigs tied to my head and being photographed naked or putting on a pink bikini and sunglasses or wearing stained underpants that say ‘i like to score’ while eating a sandwich or etc, etc.
it is not for wit and frivolity that i refer to myself as ‘the little idiot.’
the facts (and photos) speak for themselves, i’m a little idiot.
but perhaps the most embarrassing picture of me is actually from before i started making records.
it’s from 1989 and it’s me in a black turtle neck shirt with a ponytail and a thick gold run-dmc style gold chain around my neck.
the english language is flawed in that it doesn’t have a word for self-induced, paralyzing aesthetic shame.
‘self-mortification’ comes close.
ah well, it keeps me humble.
or how about me when i was 16 in a safety pinned ‘alien-nation’ shirt with a dog collar around my neck sneering like billy idol?
ha ha ha.
i’m an idiot.
-moby