Before the worst guy ever and I called it quits, we drove from Philly to Brooklyn to see the Kills play a sold-out show at the Music Hall of Williamsburg.
To be honest, so much about that weekend was a blur, but still I vividly remember how watching Mosshart scream into a telephone while playing guitar made me feel so alive and whole.
The tour for The Kills’ third album, (Domino), ended only days earlier, and she has just gotten off a flight from Japan. I expressed an interest to Jamie in working with him.
Not that Mosshart is planning a break from The Kills. That’s when we toured England and I met Jamie [Hince]. Once I stayed in Jamie’s apartment—it was kind of this squat with two levels. It’s hard for me, because when I don’t play for a while, I crave it. I don’t see my parents often, but they’re very supportive, especially as I get older. BLASBERG: Do they want you to move back to America?
The duo is putting out its latest ep, , this month, and will continue on a hectic touring schedule that includes a pit stop at Coachella. BLASBERG: Still, that’s good for a bunch of sixth-graders. Downstairs were my friends Ben Corrigan, who drove our tour bus at the time and who is now a photographer, and Sean Forbes, who works in a record store. I was really nervous around him—I don’t think I spoke in a year of knowing him.
We feel so fortunate for the time we have shared and the time we will continue to spend both separately and together watching our children grow.
In honor of that time shared, we are throwing a divorce party. Kudos to them, though, if they can actually pull off the "happy apart" thing.