This press con is a highly uncomfortable thing to watch for me. Everyone is on edge. One of them didn’t even show up — the one who called the others to say that it was important for the band to do the inaugural. All these guys are trying to assert their individuality, even independence, in a way. Nobody is talking about the collective. From start to finish, it’s an ad hoc exercise in passive-aggressiveness. Can’t help thinking that Fleetwood Mac is metaphorically dead by this point.
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