A Glen For All Seasons
Since winning an Oscar for Once, Glen Hansard‘s life has swerved like an out of control rollercoaster. There was a whirlwind romance with, and painful separation from, Markéta Irglová; the suicide of a fan which left him with brains on his shoes and a chasm in his soul and the strange guilt he felt at being successful. With his first solo album about to be released, he pulls up a stool and explains how he learned to stop worrying and love his new life in New York.
Stuart Clark, 26 Jun 2012
“I’d been crushed, I’d been punched in the fucking face by the industry but I pulled through. You know, dude, if I ever turn
into that guy who’s bitching about the industry 24/7, I’ll give it
up (laughs).’”
Glen Hansard recently turned 42, an age at which I suddenly went, “Fuck me, I wouldn’t mind having kids.” I haven’t found a woman stupid or desperate enough to have them with me yet, but after years of thinking, “No way!” it’s something that’s definitely on the Clarkian agenda.
“So I’m not the only one! Family’s a big thing for me,” he confides. “My father died a couple of years ago. My mother, she’s not in the best of health right now. She smokes like a fucking chimney and it’s getting to her finally. I do believe that at a certain age you have to start singing a deeper song and that song might be family. The idea of living on a small farm with a wife and kids is, to me, kind of ecstatic. I’ll have to get a wife first, but hey! I think that’s the only thing that’ll steal me away from the affection of strangers.”
While the money men are screaming for a new Swell Season record, the plan after touring the guts out of Rhythm & Repose – Glen is playing all three days of the Electric Picnic – is to reconvene The Frames.
“Man, I need to. Fucking hell, those boys deserve a fucking medal for the patience they’ve displayed for the past five or six years. It’s incredible. Because I just wandered off. I left the band at some point and my head was in another place. I was making music with Mar and then Once happened and then, bam, it turned into The Swell Season. The Frames were part of that of course, but the whole time they’ve been sitting there patiently going, ‘Okay Glen, are we a band anymore or are we not?’ And now I go to New York this year, ostensibly to have a rest, and make a solo record that they’re going to tour with me. Un-fucking-believable loyalty! We’ll start kicking ideas around on the road, then come back and make an album.
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