To devote your life to art you have to be a little loopy, so it stands to reason that most entertainers are half insane. That’s your soul up there onstage or on the big screen, and it takes a lot of balls and maybe just a touch of madness to even try to pull it off.
Of course I make no claim to the actual mental states of the following performers. But if allowed to indulge my latent arm chair psychologist, here are a smattering of musicians who toe that narrow line between ingenuity and insanity.
Believing you’re the adopted mother of every aberrant personality from one side of the globe to the other is much more annoying than Madonna hitting her head and believing that she is Evita Peron and was born on the English country side. And apparently just as profitable, considering that Lady Gaga has brow beaten her way into our hearts despite the fact that her music is your standard pop fare, albeit with a bunch of paper mache dongs stapled onto it. Clearly suffers from delusions of grandeur except, you know, they’re no longer delusions.
Tyler the Creator:
Mr. the Creator should probably see someone about his epic mood swings. This Twitter fixture has made an art out the 140 character nervous breakdown; one minute he is taunting fans because they’ll most likely never ascend to his lofty heights, the next he is cursing himself for imagined failures. If I wanted to listen to the ramblings of a bi-polar asshole I’d turn off the computer and sit in a dark room with my thoughts.
I don’t find Marshall Mathers crazy because he threatened his wife and mother in song, nor due to his strange fascination with death, nor his erratic outbursts. I find him a bit kooky because he succumbed to plastic surgery, a rarity for tougher than nails rappers, and remarried his troubled former wife, only to divorce her again in record time. This just proves you can take the boy out of the rough neck, white trash enclave, but you can’t make him behave like any less of an asshole.
Am I the only person who thinks that at least three of the lifetime members of Queens of the Stone Age have probably killed someone? But let’s focus on Josh; prone to sexy fits of rage and threatening ass rape on men. Physically imposing, could probably stuff someone into a trunk before they had a chance to ask what happened to Nick Oliveri. Like Ted Bundy with an electric guitar.
Total Phil Spector type. I can see White years from now donning some kind of gravity defying hair do, denying his involvement in the mysterious death of the coffee barista that had been squatting in his foyer for the last few months. No officer, I have no idea how that kitchen knife made it into her back 72 times, but I do recall her saying how depressed she was right before.
Like Lady Gaga before him, Mr. West seems to believe he was fast tracked to our planet by some benevolent being in order to make our lives that much more meaningful. Unlike Ms. Gaga, the public is already sick of his shit. Proclaiming that George W. Bush did not in fact like black people was acceptable to a great many. Rushing the stage to deny dewy woodland creature Taylor Swift her moment in the sun was not, proving that physically attractive white girls trump dullard presidents every time.
Genesis Breyer P-orridge:
This is like saying water is wet, but come on. Had surgery to look more like his girlfriend, with whom he shared a name. Fronted the most disturbing band in the history of music, and this is coming from someone stood right in front of the speaker at a Khanate concert. Seriously, have you ever heard a Throbbing Gristle track? My favorite is Hamburger Lady, give it a spin at your next hipster gathering and watch the more sensitive types lose their shit, both figuratively and literally.