Art vs. Outrage: Phil Anselmo, John Lennon and the half life of controversy
“One
ought to be able to hold in one’s head simultaneously the two facts
that Dali is a good draughtsman and a disgusting human being.” -
George Orwell, Dickens, Dali and Others
Is
it possible to dislike what a person stands for, believes in or does,
yet still appreciate and enjoy what they produce? Does it(and should
it) make it harder to like something if you know that the artist is
someone or something you dislike? Can you appreciate talent
objectively, with no consideration of whether you like the talented
person in question?
Ok,
I cheated a bit with the Orwell quote because he apparently didn't
approve of Dali's art despite appreciating his talent, but I think
the point still stands. My Ipod, in a cunning attempt to test me,
played a song by Down the other day. Normally I like Down; a
supergroup featuring members of Corrosion Of Conformity (ace),
Crowbar (ace), Eyehategod (kind of ace) and fronted by Phil Anselmo
of Pantera fame. Anselmo had recently been filmed affecting what
appeared to be a Nazi salute and shouting what sounded distinctively
like “White power” to the crowd. With this fresh in my memory,
it felt distasteful to listen to something Anselmo had performed on
and the song was skipped. My liberal sensibilities and conscience
appeased, my ego started to nag at me, almost saying “but you like
that song. You're allowed to listen to it, even if the singer
is apparently a big racist.” By this time I had moved on to
another tune and realised that an inner dialogue between conflicting
parts of my psyche is probably not healthy while you're out buying
teabags and oranges.
To
put this into a more relateable context, take the example of John
Lennon. I am not a Beatles fan by any stretch, but I can appreciate
their influence on popular music and the many artists that followed
them. I also appreciate John Lennon's anti-war stances and
willingness to use his celebrity to promote peace, however much of a
douchebag it made him sound. He was also shot on the day I was born,
but that's another story. What isn't remembered or
acknowledged about Lennon is that he allegedly had a tendency towards
domestic
violence among other unpleasant things. Like Anselmo's apparent
racism, this is abhorrent and inexcusable behaviour. But is this
forgotten because of Lennon's lingering cultural legacy, or simply
because he's dead? Should you think of a bruised Cynthia Lennon every
time you hear 'Imagine'? Should I think of a burning cross every time
I listen to Pantera's 'Fucking Hostile'?
Not
a Beatles fan? We'll take a look at some other examples of moral and
legal crimes: Jimmy Page, according to Led Zeppelin biography Hammer
Of The Gods (Stephen Davis, 1985), had a relationship with 14
year-old Lori Maddox; singer Chris Brown was charged
with assaulting Rihanna in 2009; Tupac Shakur was awaiting
sentencing for sexual assault at the time of his death; Lostprophets
singer Ian Watkins was sentenced
to prison for child sex offences; Pete Townsend and Bill Wyman
have both been the subject of allegations regarding their sexual
preferences; Metallica's James Hetfield apparently likes to shoot
animals for fun; James Brown and Ike Turner were famously accused of
domestic violence; Eminem has been accused of homophobic
attitudes , not to mention domestic violence. Granted being a
racist or homophobe, and shooting animals aren't criminal acts per
se, but they're the sort of things that anger people and rightly so.
Millions
of records sold between them. Millions of hero-worshipping fans
around the world, and people inexplicably still buy Chris Brown
records. Is it ok for me to dance to 'Get On Up', knowing that Brown
may have had his wife's blood on his knuckles when he recorded it?
Can I listen to 'Enter Sandman' knowing that my purchase probably
contributed to the death of some poor bear. Am I still ok to listen
to 'Stan', knowing that the man behind it is promoting backwards
attitudes towards gay people? Sadly, I think the answer is yes.
Time, it seems, is a great healer for better or for worse. I'll
never be a Beatles fan but trying to imagine (pun intended) pop music
without their legacy is difficult. Try to imagine the man who wrote
'Twist and Shout' smacking a woman around a hotel room.
Maybe
it's the severity of the crime that drives the moral compass away
from the record needle. You come across as a racist and people will
rightly shun you, ostracise you from the community and as in the case
of Anselmo promoters will refuse to have anything to do with you.
Good. However if you beat your wife up, they'll make films of your
life story and name airports after you. The weight of cultural
legacy, it seems, outweighs social concern over treatment of women.
Likewise, selling 100 million albums with Metallica means animal
rights activists are quickly shouted down by 100 million voices, and
being the world's foremost hip hop artist means you can be as
homophobic as you like. Does this say more about social attitudes
towards women, or did John Lennon just have a better publicist?
Take
a look at another medium: director Roman Polanski is wanted for
statutory rape in America and would be arrested were he ever to
return. Does that dampen my enjoyment of Rosemary's Baby? Not
one bit. Orson Welles was by all accounts a monster, particularly
towards women; Alfred Hitchcock, a terrible misogynist, depending
upon who you ask. Does this stop me marvelling in the artistry of
Citizen Kane or Strangers On A Train? Not even
slightly.
Does
producing memorable art (however you cut it; I'm not getting into an
argument about heavy metal being art) outweigh the crimes of the
artist? It seems that our desire to be moved and entertained, to be
made happy, outweighs our outrage. One thing to learn from these
incidents is that generally the less you know about your heroes the
better; you find something out about them that you don't like and
it's harder to worship them. The example might seem a little trite
but watching the Metallica documentary Some Kind Of Monster
(Joe Berlinger, Bruce Sinofsky, 2004) made me realise that one of my
favourite bands in the world is at least 50% comprised of petulant,
spoiled, arrogant brats. Does that make me love them any less? No,
but I do have to apply a degree of cognitive dissonance to forget who
the people are behind the music.
Ultimately,
we want to be entertained, or we wouldn't be buying the records to
begin with. Personally, I find it difficult to overlook that the
work I love may have been created by somebody I would hate, but if
it's good enough, if I connect with it on the right level, that of,
say, Master Of Puppets or Rosemary's Baby, then I can
get over it. It may sound like a cop out, but quality goes a long
way: John Lennon, Jimmy Page, James Brown, Pete Townsend are all
beloved musicians, talented in their own way, and have made a
difference to countless lives. Oddly enough, I haven't had the same
moral dilemma when it comes to Lostprophets. Is this because of a
'worse' incident? No, I think it's just that hearing about it made me
realise they were shit to begin with. Pantera weren't. For the time
being at least, I'll miss the music, but not the man.
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