

It’s up to the internet it’s up to other people.” People can do whatever they want with me people can do whatever they want with my songs. “It’s always out of my hands anyway,” he says, shrugging it off.
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All of it, Mac argues, or at least some, is out of his control. The world, except for DeMarco, has now decided it’s time for his ‘Lennon without McCartney’ phase, to become the rock n roll hero so much of the music press has been seeking since Pete Doherty started to go grey. Then came the loveable goofball, less likely to shove a drumstick up his arse on stage, but still just as fun and with more melodies. For years, he was the frat boy with a sensitive soul, known for stripping off at shows and spending entire tours trashed. Mac DeMarco is used to people making assumptions about him. I’m not afraid to be earnest, I’m not afraid, to be honest, I never have been, but the thing is with this press campaign, instead of only homing in on the goofiness, people are like “Ah yes, yes, yes, let’s move towards the mature,” which is fine, it’s just hilarious to me.” I’m sure you are as well, and sometimes I’m serious. Any human being, you got an ebb and flow, you got a balance.” His voice softens, “I’m goofy sometimes, true. “I’m still a goofy guy, there’s nothing wrong with being goofy,” Mac says, the frustration in his voice breaking a little as he lights another cigarette, finding the crux of his argument as he exhales. I’m doing me I’ve always been doing me.”įor all the discussion in the press about the new mature DeMarco versus the old DeMarco (and there has been a lot), the truth lies somewhere in between the two. “It’s just more out in the open, but a lot of the themes are the same I’ve been dealing with for years now. “I think that the main difference on this is that some of the lyrical content is a bit more direct, whereas on previous albums it’s been a bit more vague,” he concedes. It’s a subject more complex than any DeMarco has dealt with on record before. Most notable are the two tracks that bookend the record, opener ‘My Old Man’ and its closer, ‘Watching Him Fade Away’ which tackle his relationship with his father, who, at the time, was in hospital, suffering a serious illness. Written over the course of a year or so and split between New York and L.A, This Old Dog deals in DeMarco’s usual brand of lackadaisical love songs and dreamy ballads but also delves deeper into his private life than anything before. “I just did some things, and I wrote about them, it’s the same as any other album I’ve done.” “It’s like who gives a shit y’know?” he says, almost certainly aware of the irony that actually hundreds of thousands of people give a shit. While most stars of DeMarco’s stature would relish the chance to divulge the inner growth that inspired their new work, for Mac, it’s clearly a waste of time. “People have been saying it since Salad Days,” he goes on, adopting a campy ‘journalist’ voice mimicking what those who have declared “oh he’s growing up now, it’s incredible.” DeMarco would rather people spent less time trying to dissect his personal development and more time listening to the album itself. “I just think it’s a cheap thing to say,” he sighs, anticipating the topic. But it’s exciting I guess… I’m just glad people are listening to it.” We’re talking about his fourth studio album and how, days before its official release, half the world has already decided it’s the sound of a refined, more mature DeMarco. “A lot of people have got their vinyl copies already, and it leaked a couple of weeks ago, so a lot of people have heard it already. Sitting in his Silver Lake home, smoking down the phone, Mac DeMarco sounds like the same old dog he’s always been: he’s sick of doing press, he can’t wait to get on the road, but most of all he’s just glad he’s got to this point.
