"Nick Zinner may be a man of few words, but who needs to talk when you can say so much with the click of a shutter button? The rock press has been striving for more than thirty years to show what life is like for a band on the road. In his own quiet way, by snapping a shot of every crowd the Yeah Yeah Yeahs have played for, every hotel room they've left in disarray, and every moment of consequence they've had together, Zinner makes hacks of us all and brings us behind the music for real."
-- Jenny Eliscu, Rolling Stone
In four years the Yeah Yeah Yeahs went from underground sensation to internationally acclaimed rock band. Through the lens of his camera, lead guitarist Nicholas Zinner documented the group's meteoric rise to fame. From the Grammys to the concerts, Nick captured the glamour, debauchery and road-weary tedium of his world. I hope you are all happy now gives readers a never-before-seen look at rock 'n' roll.
This collection includes essays by Jim Jarmusch, director of Coffee and Cigarettes, and comedian David Cross.
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About the Author
Nicholas Zinner plays guitar in the band Yeah Yeah Yeahs and other collaborative projects. He studied photography at Bard College and has published work in magazines such as Vice, Black Book, and Rolling Stone. Nicholas lives mostly in New York City.
Designer Stacy Wakefield lives in upstate New York. She and her sister Amber Gayle have published artists' books and zines under the imprint Evil Twin Publications since 1995.
Nicholas and Stacy collaborated on two earlier books with writer Zachary Lipez, No Seats on the Party Car  and the limited-edition Slept in Beds .
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I Hope You Are All Happy Now
By Nicholas Zinner
St. Martin's PressCopyright © 2005 Nicholas Zinner
All rights reserved.
NEVER MIND THE FORMULA
With his camera, Nick Zinner has been noting observations of an unusual life. This book assembles his offhand photographs by allowing them to refer to one another in the same way Zinner's camera refers to the world he's moving through. It's a twenty-first century rock 'n' roll world, but the cumulative affect isn't only that. These are images of circumstance, each page becoming its own configuration.
For at least the past decade I've been drawn to a trend in photography that first emerged in a Japanese magazine called Out of Photographers. Its pages were filled only with snapshots taken by Japanese teenagers — mundane, silly, sad, stupid, beautiful artifacts of daily teenage life. (The true godfather of all this is most likely the Japanese photographer Nobuyoshi Araki, one of my very favorites, whose pseudo- amateur black-and-white images of personal hardcore sex interspersed with photos of deserted Tokyo back streets, fluorescent vending machines, details of hotel-room floors with tossed-off clothing, telephone cords, and ashtrays have elevated photography to an ethereal new dimension.)
I've been happy to find Nick's photos following an adjacent trajectory, and blurring similar lines in the process. On one hand, this book can be looked at as cultural anthropology (clothes, hairstyles, tattoos, attitude, food, decor, incidental furniture, architecture, and infrastructure). For me, though, it's more of a photo diary, really — but one that chooses not to make any distinction between what's dramatic and what's mundane.
Sometimes Zinner seems drawn to colors and shapes, or just haphazard compositions. At other times he finds in those within view human fragility, or maybe fatigue, or ecstasy, or boredom.
His photos of fans taken from the stage are striking in their near-abstract mix of artificial light and human bodies. Often faces are distinct, each one a kind of micro-portrait of the spirit of rock 'n' roll (or expression in general). From the stage, the lens of Zinner's camera becomes a mirror, and this time he blurs the line between subject and object, between fan and performer, between perceiver and perceived.
Then there are the personal artifacts, the details — airplanes and sky, hotel rooms and toilets, torn stockings, bruises, buses, side streets, televisions ... And the cool thing is he does all of this without any intention of the "photo as metaphor" or "image as aphorism" kind of shit. These images truly feel unconsciously offhand.
One last thing about this book: although it also deftly sidesteps the cliches of the "rock 'n' roll lifestyle" bullshit, there is a very strong, almost tangible energy inside these images — a sincere "lust for life" (respect to Iggy). And finding energy in stillness, and poetry in the smaller details of daily life (minus the cliches), is a rare and beautiful quality. Never mind the formula — here's I Hope You Are All Happy Now.
— Jim Jarmusch
New York, January 2005
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Table of Contents
Contents"NEVER MIND THE FORMULA" BY JIM JARMUSCH,
II. CROWDS "NICK ZINNER IS A FAN" BY ZACHARY LIPEZ,
III. ON THE ROAD "THE UNOBSTRUCTED VIEW" BY DAVID CROSS,
IV. PRETTY THINGS,
VI. CROWDS II,
VII. LA CAMÈRA,
VIII. BEDS NICK ZINNER TALKS WITH JESSE PEARSON,