Stephan Jenkins is inescapable: Turn on the radio and he's there, wailing away; click on the TV and he's there, too, singing to a girl through the intercom; if he hasn't already, he's coming to your town, he's gonna party down. Last year the sugary, twisted "Semi-Charmed Life" delivered Jenkins from self-described "bohemian squalor" to opening for Mick and Bono and hanging out with actress Charlize Theron. Three years ago, Third Eye Blind hardly knew each other; now they've got two singles in Billboards Hot 100. Such rapid success has made Jenkins the type of fellow many guys would like to punch, though even that won't make him go away.
"Semi-Charmed Life" is pop-y as hell,
but it's about crystal meth and oral sex.
Yeah, it's funny. I wrote a song about drugs and fucking,
and I'm pretty much about clean living on the road. We can't
even believe it got on the radio. "Coming over you" is just
really what it reports to be: "She comes around, and she
goes down on me." It's not cryptic.
Have you heard the adage "Write what you
know"?
If you're trying to get me to say I've taken speed, that
won't happen.
It hasn't happened, or you won't
say?
I won't say. But I definitely write about my life and the
lives I see. It's about a time when my friends and I were at
a Primus concert and somebody brought speed. No one had done
it before, and, like, three weeks later all of my friends
were addicted.
Does Third Eye Blind refer to the
metaphysical third eye?
Yeah, but it's also kind of taking a piss out of that. I
like names with wit and a sense of punk-rock irony. I'm not
into that Kula Shaker shit: some guy sitting there in his
mantra position -ugh!
Are you tired of the road yet?
When I get on the stage, it's just like a good shot of
coffee. It pops me right in there. And sometimes when we
play, I have my Clash moment.
I'm not sure I follow you.
Sometimes I feel like the Clash when we're out front banging
our guitars. I have a Sarah McLachlan moment, too. I just
feel all groovy when I'm singing, sort of picking away on my
Martin [guitar]. It's just so goddamned tender.
What's your songwriting
philosophy?
Martin Heidegger said something like, "The way of thinking
is not some well-worn rut." And I think songwriting is the
same thing for [guitarist] Kevin [Cadogan] and I - we don't
have a method. For example, "Narcolepsy" happened when Kevin
was telling me about post-sleep paralysis. That's when your
body paralyzes itself when you dream so you don't get up and
do all kinds of things. I thought there was a metaphor in
that. Don't we all just want to wake up?
Yes. Are you working on new
material?
Oh, yeah. I've been reading an evolutionary-psychology book
called The Moral Animal. It's this discussion of how
we conduct ourselves as a species. [Sings] "The chromosome
divides/ Multiply and thrive/ And the strong survive/ And a
spaceman fucked an ape/ Then cut out on a date/ Now it's
much too late/ The spaceship has escaped." We're writing all
kinds of stuff. What it's about to me, man, is the friction
between people. If you do a bong hit, put on your headphones
and listen to our album, you'll get it.
What were you doing before the
band?
There are all kinds of really gorgeous ideas that never see
the light of day. I rapped in a group with a guy who DJ'd.
Actually, in high school I went through a phase of wanting
to be black and regretting that I wasn't. Then I got over
that.
What's it like to be romantically linked
to Winona Ryder?
It's old news. She contacted me about a benefit, but out
schedules got really busy. Maybe we'll get together one day
- the benefit, that is. I don't have a relationship with
Winona Ryder, I really don't. I never did. We went out to
some bars in S.F., and that was it. C'mon, bro, this was,
like, last August.
Hey, it's Winona Ryder!
But that's all there was to it.
Are you dating Charlize Theron
now?
She's a...she is a...really good actress. There are people
like her and Claire Danes who have this emotional range at
such a young age that it's really amazing.
But are you dating?
We're mutual friends. So...you just wanna kinda...yeah, you
know.
Well, all right then.
You know, I think you know more about me than I know about
myself.
Added: April 29, 1998
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