So here are more photos of Andy and Joanna together at the awards show from last year (our last siting of Andy and Joanna together).
Do you love the words on them in this picture? Check it out (actually Joanna looks very beautiful here)...
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Questlove... sampled Joanna Newsom's song "The Book of Right On" which is on her first album. She didn't do a special recording.
I saw Andy in one of the VIP balconies very briefly, wearing a grey hoodie and glasses. I didn't think it could possibly be him since it was a saturday night, but lo and behold, SNL was a rerun.
"The audience, too, loved it (enough for some people to bring flowers). And, Andy Samberg, I’m pretty sure, loved it. Now, there’s a guy with a big bouquet of flowers. Not to sound like that blond surfer dude on “TMZ,” but I caught Andy on the balcony with like, six dozen roses and a cup of coffee.
I’m guessing the coffee was for him."
I’m in a restaurant in LA trying to interview the harpist when the director [Quentin Tarantino] sits down at the next table, and he’s louder than us, telling his friends about the time he fictionalised Hitler. “So I woke up one day and wrote on this piece of paper, just kill him,” he barks. “Just f***ing kill him.” “Da#n,” mutters Newsom, grinning conspiratorially at me. “He stole my line.”
Her new album, which we are here to discuss, contains no bloodbath, precious few totalitarians and scarcely a trace of her old singing voice. That voice put off some listeners who found it “ragged, rough, shrill, babyish — whatever the word was — and I’ve heard plenty of words,” she groans, eyes rolling.
Newsom will surely be recognised as one of the foremost composers of her generation. Her startling live performances have always been critically acclaimed, and this month a scholarly book about her body of work called Visions of Joanna Newsom (she gave it her blessing but did not collaborate) will be published. Essayists study her musicality, her storytelling, her rise through the blogosphere.
And yet Newsom is only 28, a homebody who still lives near the upstate Californian goldrush town where she grew up and who sees her parents at least once a week.
As a child there was no TV, no radio, no pop music. Her parents were doctors and musicians and “kind of idealists when it came to hoping they could protect us from bad influences, like violent movies, or stupid stuff”.
They were all taught piano but she asked for a harp at the age of 5, and got it a few years later. By her teens the pair were inseparable — friends would come to the house and she’d be there with her harp, writing songs.
Indeed, sitting here by the pool in Hollywood, where she orders Sazerac cocktails (rye and absinthe; she has to explain them to the waiter), she is happy to chat about fashion (Chloé’s spring collection) and the modelling she did for Armani. She is getting over her shyness about having her picture taken, filling the new album sleeve with photos of herself.
After a boyfriend, the musician Noah Georgeson, she was in a long relationship with another musician, Bill Callahan. The pair were the Posh and Becks of the altfolk world. Now she is dating the Saturday Night Live comedian Andy Samberg, famous for his “di##-in-a-box” jokes.
She doesn’t want to discuss her private life but she goes gooey over a baby in the restaurant to the point that I think I see a tear form in her eye, and she does say she may end up moving to New York.
Have One on Me is released on March 1 by Drag City records. Joanna Newsom plays the Royal Festival Hall, SE1, on May 11 and 12 (0844 847 9910, southbankcentre.co.uk).
Joanna said, "My brother had an MC Hammer album that was riddled with silent patches because my mom had erased the dirty bits from the cassette. I really don’t know how she did it — that might be a lost art — but she had it mastered."






