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Includes: Angst?, emotional questions, and foul language
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"Good morning, everybody! It's Friday morning, the 12th of May, and it's just turned 7 am, and our guest is here. Good morning, Harry Styles," I said into the microphone pressed closely to my lips. I faded out the blaring music as I looked at Harry across the table.
"Good morning," he replied firmly, adjusting a few minor details on his desk.
"How are ya?"
"I'm....I'm not too bad actually," he hesitated with a slight chuckle.
"Now, as all of you can see or hear, I am not Nick Grimshaw. Nick is sadly out today, and I offered to fill his spot, but for Harry's sake, he misses the show deeply," Harry laughed from his seat, and I smiled. "But today is a big day for Harry. Today his debut self-entitled album comes out. How do you feel about that?"
"I'm feelin' good. More excited, if anything."
"That's good. Since Nick left at such short notice, I had him write down all his questions. Otherwise, I'd be traveling blind. So don't mind me reading them off," a ghost of a laugh echoed through the room as I grabbed my card of questions Nick had given me. I read the first one as quickly as I could and soon the one after that. How did your first stage dive go? What song is written about Taylor Swift (Two Ghosts)? What are the other songs about? What girl is Caroline about? What is your relationship with One Direction like now? Any drama with them about your new album?
I couldn't hold back the slight grimace at the questions. Very slowly, I set them back down in front of me, and Harry sent me a questioning look, but he masked it with a chuckle. I tried my best to think of a better question than any of the ones on the cards. "So in this album, you have ten songs in total. Is there any you considered removing? Or that you questioned whether or not it was your best work? Did you want a certain vibe, let's call it, for this album?"
The whole room tensed at my words, even Harry knew that wasn't the original question, and he hadn't even seen the cards. But thankfully, he played along. "Erm, I think all the songs on the album are there for a reason. They all have a sort of purpose. So I wouldn't remove any of them and probably wouldn't add any unreleased ones as well. I think right now; the songs are all my best solo work. I bet once I look back on this, I'll be like, 'oh, what was I thinking doing this and that'" I hummed as a way to tell him I was listening, which I truly was. "But I think right now I love all the songs on this album, and I wouldn't change it. Not that I really can anymore."
We laughed while a few others stifled one out. "What about the aesthetic of the album? Did you have an initial thought going in what you wanted to portray or even what you wanted people to imagine when you listened to it?"
"Erm, well, a lot of people that have listened to it first think it's almost a country or folk-based album because there is a lot of acoustics and slower melodies, but then around halfway through, Only Angel comes. On, and they're like, whoa!" I giggled as Harry widened his eyes.
"Well, I know that when I listened to it, I was getting into kind of a flow. The songs molded perfectly together, but they also didn't get lost in one another, and you remembered each one. And I think that's a very well crafted thing on your part, intentional or not."
"Thank you."
"But then I heard Only Angel and Kiwi, which I considered more rock-based," he nodded. "And I literally had that reaction and was like holy crap."
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