Vincent Gallo mentions John…
Vincent Gallo has mentioned John twice in two of his recent interviews.
The first article can be found here and this is the bit where John’s being mentioned…
O: So you’ll indulge anyone?
VG: I’ll indulge anyone. Not because I’m interested, and not because it feels good, but because I don’t know how to get out of it. I have a friend, John Frusciante, who’s one of the greatest guys in the world, but what John does is play music. That’s what he thinks about all the time, that’s what he does best, that’s what he likes to do best. He doesn’t know anything about accounting. He doesn’t send his own letters. He doesn’t scurry through his phone bill and make sure he wasn’t overcharged. He doesn’t negotiate on his own behalf. He just plays music.
Meanwhile, I’m out there micromanaging every detail of my life. If John feels that somebody is interfering with his good time or his music or the experience he wants to have, he’s quite comfortable saying, “Excuse me, I don’t want to talk to you,” or “I don’t want to sign that,” or “Please leave me alone,” or “I’m talking to my friend. You’re interrupting me.” And when I see him do it, it seems, for a brief moment, crude. But then I realize that what’s crude is the way I treat myself, by indulging people for as long as they want to be indulged, even if they’re totally incoherent, as if somehow to interrupt them or say anything that might hurt their feelings would be the worst thing in the world. I’m willing to sacrifice my good time, my self-respect, my work, my body, my eardrums, and several mucus membranes across my face from all the splatter. I can’t get it in my head that my feelings are as important to take care of as some drunken broad or some guy who wants to attack me.
The second article can be found here and here’s the bit where Mr. Gallo mentions John:
He [Gallo] says the only person he spends any time with is the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ reclusive guitarist John Frusciante.
“He’s closer to death than any person that I know who’s so filled with life,” Gallo says. “We’ve done a lot of nice things together.” He doesn’t, however, remember the last time the two stepped out for a night on the town. “John and I haven’t had dinner together in several years,” he says. “I just don’t do that.”
