The following is from an article on the NME website (http://www.nme.com/newsdesk/19990120133903news.html”>http://www.nme.com/newsdesk/19990120133903news.html)- a short interview with Lou where he talks about once wanting to take revenge on J. What the hell’s he talking about? What happened between them?

What song describes you best?
"’How Does It Feel To Feel’ by The Creation."

What is heaven?
"Having three cats asleep on my chest."

What is hell?
"My cats being hit by a car. No, my house collapsing on top of me and the cats during an earthquake in LA. And the cats eating me."

What’s your earliest memory?
"Pounding on the screen door, screaming because my mother was leaving me with a babysitter. I was a mama’s boy."

Who is your all-time hero?
"Lemmy. Because he can take so much speed and still be so much cooler than Lou Reed."

What’s the worst trouble you’ve been in?
"I never really get into trouble. I always just get real close, like with the police searching the van when we have contraband, and it never really happens."

Who was the first love of your life?
"Heather Love, in first grade."

What’s your greatest talent?
"Having patience with myself."

Upon whom would you most like to exact revenge? Why? How?
"I don’t really have anyone now. I did, a long time ago, dearly want to get revenge on J Mascis. But that was a lot of wasted mental energy."

What’s your most treasured possession?
"Probably my Korg bass synth. It’s between that and my Casio guitar. They cost a hundred bucks a piece, and they’re getting harder to find."

What have you most regretted doing while drunk?
"Continuing to drink."

Can you cook?
"I can make egg sandwiches, that’s it."

What’s the best advice you’ve received?
"Always follow at three car lengths."

Can you read music?

If you were invisible for a day, what would you do?
"I’d probably follow random people around and find out what they do. I just find the minute details of people’s lives fascinating. I’m a bit of a voyeur."

What are your final three wishes?
"For people to listen to my music, for the screws on the bridge of my guitar to stay in for another show and never to get a flat tyre on an off-ramp."


"People want to know why…I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy — and I keep it in a jar on my desk." <-Stephen King