Generic Media Puff Piece for a Musical Performer
Tiny raindrops make magical little prisms on my windshield as I frustratingly attempt to parallel park in a gentrifying portion of East Nashville. Luckily, it’s not raining too hard, and my learner’s permit training finally kicks in as I squeeze into an available spot, putting me right on time for my anticipated interview with a musical performer.
I dart into the coffee shop with quaffs of fair trade aroma tickling and enticing the inner membranes of my nose as I scan the booths and tables searching for my interview subject—the specificity of my observances, and the boiler plate pseudo poetic opening of my article signaling to readers they’re in store for a painstakingly ornate, subservient, and obsequious puff piece that sings the praises of a music artist without any scrutiny, cynicism, let alone objectivity, as I lavishly swab my tongue square across their ass.
“I really hate American consumerism,” the artist barks, and I interject this non sequitur quote early into the piece to signal to my target demographic that they can be comfortable continuing because the article will affirm their world views, and they’ll be in familiar company for the five to seven minute read. Though this feature-length article is found in a music publication, this really is more of a lifestyle piece meant to indulge the superiority complex of the interviewer, the interviewee, and the audience.
The artist and I don’t really even talk about music except in the abstract. Instrumentation, technique, gear, process, none of this stuff is broached. Maybe there are some passing notions about song inspirations or influences from the past. But ultimately, this has nothing to do with music. It’s an exercise in establishing that some people matter, and some people don’t. And the subject of the interview, they most certainly matter. Their lives are more special. Their opinions are more important and valid because they possess some level of fame. They deserve to be selected out of the crowd of humanity, and feted.
And even though the focus is on the personal life of the performer as opposed to the professional one, there won’t be any talk about the string of ex-wives, the addiction issues, the clear anger and ego problems, or even the potential arrests and or sexual harassment/rape allegations. All of this stuff will either be completely swept under the rug—if it wasn’t previously negotiated as being out-of-bounds in the interview—or it’s simply inferred to in passing while praising the performer’s perseverance and overcoming of adversities.
“I’ve pursued a lot of personal growth as a human over the last few years, and pushed my ego aside,” the artist assures during the discussion.
But never mind the tough questions that deserve to be asked. Instead, the only point of this interview feature is to flatter the performer, if the questions aren’t predetermined before the interview even transpires, and a positive profile guaranteed to the performer’s team in exchange for “exclusive” access to them, which will also include a sycophantic photo shoot for the artist who professes to be completely above image, marketing, or any commercial concerns.
“In the end, I just want to help people,” is the quote chosen to conclude the story, as if this bromide is in any way insightful, or even to be believed since the entire interview process has been nothing more than a self-serving ego stroke, and an embarrassment of “journalism,” executed for the purpose of sowing social capital through hero worship and embellishment.
durks
August 19, 2024 @ 7:24 am
Trigger – you’ve got the job! Congratulations!
JK
August 19, 2024 @ 7:25 am
All such puff pieces must start with a sentence something akin to the following:
‘[insert artist here] is staring out the window of the [insert venue here], [his or her] spoon toying an uncertain path through the remains of a chocolate fudge sundae that seemed ready to melting even when it arrived. That’s a state that [the artist] is surely familiar with…’
MH
August 19, 2024 @ 7:30 am
Perfect lol.
CountryKnight
August 19, 2024 @ 7:30 am
Voltaire couldn’t have written better satire.
A.J.
August 22, 2024 @ 7:18 am
I hear he (Voltaire) was big on the indie francaise scene a couple centuries back
Justin
August 19, 2024 @ 7:32 am
Today’s current state of press and politics, and other things. Hasn’t it always been like this though
OMFS
August 19, 2024 @ 8:12 am
Wherever you go, there you are
Derrick
August 19, 2024 @ 7:37 am
Your comment about the overlap of music and lifestyle journalism is very interesting. I wonder how much of the push to write lifestyle articles about music artists is rooted in the social media era, where audience members and artists often have a much more intimate, if one-sided, connection than they did in years past. I think it’s possible that this dynamic drives the desire for lifestyle interviews of musicians, rather than art-focused ones.
Sticks
August 19, 2024 @ 7:40 am
“It’s like, how much more black could this be? And the answer is None: None…more black.”
Nigel Tufnel
August 19, 2024 @ 8:23 am
What’s wrong with being sexy?
jt
August 19, 2024 @ 7:40 am
That is a pretty brilliant essay and pretty much sums up a particular online magazine.
Howard
August 19, 2024 @ 8:04 am
If anyone every interviews you about Saving Country Music, don’t forget to tell them “I just want to help people.”
Rich
August 19, 2024 @ 8:15 am
“You CANNOT make friends with the rock stars. That’s what’s important. If you’re a rock journalist – first, you will never get paid much. But you will get free records from the record company. And they’ll buy you drinks, you’ll meet girls, they’ll try to fly you places for free, offer you drugs… I know. It sounds great. But they are not your friends. These are people who want you to write sanctimonious stories about the genius of the rock stars, and they will ruin rock and roll and strangle everything we love about it.” — Lester Bangs, Almost Famous
Doug
August 28, 2024 @ 6:05 pm
I always wondered whether Lester Bangs wrote or said that or if it was Cameron Crowe channeling Lester Bangs (or maybe Bangs said it to Crowe).
Bernie Davis
August 19, 2024 @ 8:55 am
Brilliant
Mike Crow
August 19, 2024 @ 9:42 am
I have read one too many of those for sure.
Jake
August 19, 2024 @ 10:05 am
My favorite is still the ‘candid’ photo shoot that somehow includes multiple wardrobe changes.
Howard
August 19, 2024 @ 12:41 pm
Do you remember Country Weekly? They used to do shoot like that all the time, and even worse concepts. One was a puff piece on Clay Walker that showed Clay sitting down to dinner, supposedly with his girlfriend’s or wife’s (forget which) family — and wearing his cowboy hat at the dinner table! Other photos showed him doing a variety of things, indoors and outdoors, but through all the outfit changes, the hat never left his head.
Indianola
August 19, 2024 @ 1:49 pm
He was wearing his hat while stalking his ex in Manhattan in that one video from the early 90. He stiuck his head around the window of the diner and got caught. Unintential Law and Order fodder.
Howard
August 19, 2024 @ 4:12 pm
I must have missed that incident. Hilarious that he did it in New York City! Sometimes I wonder if Kenny Chesney’s hat is Super Glued onto his head. Of course, without it, he resembles a buff George Costanza, so there’s that…
trarmer
August 19, 2024 @ 11:02 am
Nailed it! Sadly your template is so good AI is going to scoop it up and replicate the dribble and drool as the master template on a mechanized scale…without paying an author…and no one will notice ’cause the shit is already this bad.
Jim Bones
August 19, 2024 @ 12:19 pm
this is so fucking good lol
Confederate Railroad Fan
August 19, 2024 @ 1:40 pm
I feel smarter for having read this, I say, with all the sincerity of a Garth Brooks interview making sweet love to all the sincerity of a Carrie Underwood interview.
Kevin C.
August 19, 2024 @ 2:51 pm
Was this written after the recent NY Times features on Jelly Roll and Post Malone?
Trigger
August 19, 2024 @ 3:00 pm
I’ve been wanting to write this for over a year now, after the ridiculous puff piece in the LA Times about Jason Isbell, Rolling Stone’s puff piece on the “Hawk Tuah Girl,” and others. But I definitely chuckled at the opening sentence of the New York Times feature on Post Malone, which is perfect puff piece fodder.
“Post Malone emerged from a porta-potty on a recent Wednesday afternoon to meet his new Nashville public.”
These people have no self-awareness.
SIXoneEIGHTcreekrat
August 20, 2024 @ 9:55 am
Except their self awareness perfectly suits their core audience. Anyone whose brain balks at “porta-potty = hickville” deserves to be offended, after all. And their typical Nashville reader would agree.
Jake Cutter
August 19, 2024 @ 5:13 pm
“Though this feature-length article is found in a music publication, this really is more of a lifestyle piece meant to indulge the superiority complex of the interviewer, the interviewee, and the audience.“
Perfection.
Some artists get the puff piece and the ignoring of transgressions. Others not so much….
Yawn
August 20, 2024 @ 2:04 pm
Total summation.
The Dungherder
August 19, 2024 @ 6:17 pm
Is this an excerpt from Taylor Swift’s interview instructions?
Just kidding, obviously it is a satire of every single major music media outlet in the world right now.
Rockists 0, Popists 8,000,000,000
Jim Cornelius
August 20, 2024 @ 6:08 am
Well played.
DMI
August 20, 2024 @ 9:41 am
Well done!
Anthony
August 20, 2024 @ 10:03 am
Great stuff Trig
Lefty
August 20, 2024 @ 3:10 pm
Hello, I’d like to report a mass murder.