"Those were the unremarkable events. His ex-girlfriend Laura Carter claimed he'd had a breakdown and would spend days on end staring at his apartment wall in paranoid panic, or shuffling back and forth to a local Dunkin' Donuts in a pair of threadbare slippers he never took off. He'd become obsessed with Y2K scaremongering and started stockpiling rice.
"The rumours mounted up: he was travelling the US from Nova Scotia to Arizona like a folk-rock Forrest Gump; he was planning a hot air balloon trip across the Atlantic; he was holed up in a monastery; he was starting a new career as a sculptor. Only one thing was certain–he wasn't making any new music."
Mark Beaumont in The Guardian discusses the reemergence of Neutral Milk Hotel's Jeff Magnum.
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