Begin Again Page #4

Lives in New York

with wife, music journalist,

Miriam Hart, and their daughter."

- What happened to the Grammys?

- I pawned them.

You pawned them?

How much did you get for them?

125 for the both of them,

which got me nice and wasted

- one weekend a couple months ago.

- Were you drunk when you heard my song?

Absolutely,

that's when the magic happens.

- What magic?

- I hear things.

- You hear things?

- Arrangements.

You need to be drunk

for that sort of thing.

You musfve been drunk tonight,

because nobody else heard anything.

No, your song's good.

It's you.

Standing up there like a tomboy.

I don't mean to be offensive,

but don't you think that look's

a little pass?

- Really?

- Seriously.

We get you a look

and a killer video,

and you'll go straight to the top.

I'm thinking Norah Jones,

singer-songwriter thing at a piano.

Or the... or The Cardigans,

back in the day, when they...

when they first came to America?

Maybe even Deborah Harry.

A male band behind you.

What? You find that amusing?

No, I'm sorry, something

went down the wrong way.

Sorry? No, you were saying? Me with

a cardigan on? Norah Jones?

Babe, who the f***

do you think you are?

You're gonna stand up

on a stage with a beat-up guitar

and you think you're

Carole f***ing King?

No, I just think that an A&R man

telling an artist how they should dress

or come across is total bullshit.

People don't want that.

They want authenticity.

OK, babe.

Authenticity.

Give me the name of one artist that

you think passes your authenticity test.

- Dylan.

- Dylan!

That is the most cultivated artist

you could've thought of.

His hair, his sunglasses.

He changes his look every decade.

Randy Newman.

I f***ing love Randy Newman.

OK? You got me on that.

Listen to me.

I am not saying that you can't be

a real bona fide motherf***er

in this business,

but you got to do whatever it takes

and get people in to see your shows,

where the music can start

to do its real work.

Oh, my God.

What are we even talking about?

You can't sign me,

and I don't want to be signed.

That's right!

What's not to like?

Come on, let's get out of here.

Ah, sh*t. You're gonna have to

get these beers, though.

OK, so, uh...

- It was really nice to meet you.

- Oh. Where are you going?

To sleep.

I have a plane to catch tomorrow.

Where?

- Home.

- Why?

Because I'm sick of this city,

and I want to go back to Uni.

Oh, come on. Come on, no one

comes to New York and just leaves

without something terrible happening.

What? What happened to you?

Hey.

Come on, you can... you can share

with me. I'm no stranger to misery.

Listen, just come to my label

and let me play your demo

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