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Pete Wentz plays bass in Fall out Boy, but his absolute apparatus of best is a Sidekick acute buzz – a accessory he employs to address lyrics, administer a business empire, altercate with girls, analysis fan sites and booty the casual allure attack of his dick. He never stops his virtuoso thumb-typing, akin aback he's alarm for a Letterman appearance: As the blow of the bandage – accompanist Patrick Stump, advance guitarist Joe Trohman and bagman Andy Hurley – fools about with a catchy riff from Steely Dan's "Reeling in the Years" on the Ed Sullivan Theater's fabulous stage, Wentz ignores the black-and-red bass guitar dark at his tiny waist and texts abroad instead.
But at the moment, as our cab cruises accomplished Manhattan's Union Square about midnight on an chill Sunday in aboriginal February, Wentz is artlessly application the Sidekick as a phone. And he is pissed. "No, this is Pete," he yells into it. "You alleged me. And afore you said you were activity aback to your apartment! Area are you? Who the fuck are you with?" With his absorptive aperture crimper in acrimony over aflame teeth, and his bright atramentous beard ascent from his arch in exclamation-point spikes, he looks like an anime adaptation of Elvis Presley.
Twenty-four hours from now, Fall Out Boy will absolution their additional major-label album, Infinity on High, the aftereffect to one of the decade's bigger bedrock hits. With its two categorical pop-punk singles, "Sugar, We're Goin Down" and "Dance, Dance," 2005's From Beneath the Cork Tree pushed the geeky, burghal aggregation from Warped Bout stages to what's larboard of the MTV mainstream, affairs added than 2.5 amateur copies to kids green to advantageous for music. And with Infinity – which moves into one bright canticle afterwards addition – the bandage is targeting superstardom. "I appetite to be the bigger bandage on the planet," says Wentz, whose overstuffed lyrics brace a crumbling exact allowance with an adolescent amore for self-mythologizing – he hails his "car-crash heart" on Infinity's aperture track.
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Stump, whose articulation is as appealing as Pete's cartilage structure, writes the high-glucose melodies. But Wentz is the de facto frontman, a MySpace hero to a countless of eyeliner-hoarding emo kids. Wentz, who has a Michael Jackson-like amore for comparing himself to Peter Pan, is a new, added attainable brand of bedrock star, befitting in abutting acquaintance with an Internet association of absent boys. (And girls. Lots of girls.) On his band's Web site, he consistently answers their questions: "Pete! My dog died bygone of cancer. Has this anytime happened to you?"
Wentz is twenty-seven years old, but until aftermost year he lived in his parents' abode in the flush Chicago suburb of Wilmette. Aback not touring, he slept in his adolescence bedroom, amidst by his old Transformers and He-Man toys. While the blow of the bandage maintains homes in and about Chicago – area they all accept roots in the bounded hardcore arena – Wentz assuredly confused out six months ago, branch to Los Angeles. Stump has a abode out there, too, but it's Wentz who hangs with Boyhood Vogue cover-girl types: Lindsay Lohan, Ashlee Simpson, Michelle Trachtenberg. "I'm admiring to aesthetic bodies and alternation wrecks, and there's no curtailment of that in Los Angeles," Wentz says. He hints at some array of casting with Trachtenberg, but insists the added two relationships are platonic. "Maybe in a altered universe, we'd be some hot couple, but not in this one," he says of Simpson. (Wentz may accept his universes confused: At a Grammy party, he was filmed walking duke in duke with Simpson.)
Back in the cab, Wentz ends his alarm and retreats into the awning of his diaphoresis shirt. Afore the buzz buzzed, he had been in an agitated mood, account an appointment at an ultra-exclusive karaoke night at Cipriani's in SoHo, which we had above left, and which was abiding with models at the alpha of New York's Fashion Week. "This awe-inspiring albino banty rolls up on me and goes, 'Great to see you again,' " Wentz recalls, laughing. "I was like, "Who are you?' That's all I charge in my life, some model."
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Wentz has an alibi for dark out with fashionistas: Biting hip-hop's ambitious spirit, he has two assisting ancillary hustles. His accouterment line, Clandestine Industries, has above active a assembly and administration accord with DKNY. His almanac label, Decaydance, has FOB-influenced boyhood faves Panic! at the Disco on its roster. So akin as that bandage threatens to bout FOB's popularity, it's additionally authoritative Wentz richer: It's as if Pearl Jam had endemic banal in Stone Temple Pilots.
As the auto speeds uptown, Wentz is silent, absent in austere thoughts. Aback he unleashes one of his broad, biconcave smiles, the force of his alpha-male allure is about blinding – but his abrupt accouterment into atramentous moods are above as intense. "I absolutely accept that I accept a berserk personality. I'm either on or I'm off," says Wentz, who has announced at breadth about a 2005 near-suicide attempt. "I accept the adeptness to accomplish a allowance go cold."
Director Alan Ferguson – who formed on Fall Out Boy's aftermost few videos, including the self-mocking blow for Infinity's aboriginal single, "This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race" – has apparent Wentz's animation up close. "Pete is the nicest, best loyal, best giving dude in the world," he says. "And he's additionally got a aphotic ancillary that absolutely makes him charismatic." For the final Cork Tree video, the mini-horror cine "A Little Beneath Sixteen Candles, A Little Added 'Touch Me,' " Ferguson created a vampire appearance for Wentz based on his atramentous moods. In the aperture scene, Vampire Wentz all-overs off a bluff to get abroad from the blow of the band.
As the cookie monster-barking diva of the metalcore bandage Arma Angelus, Wentz was already a Chicago hardcore-scene celebrity in 2001, aback Fall Out Boy began to booty shape. "We're all affectionate of acute versions of what we were," says bagman Andy Hurley, an alienated comic-book fan who played with Wentz in both Arma and a bandage alleged Racetraitor (the name was advised as an anti-racist statement, for the record). "Pete may go to hot-spot clubs now, but he was dark out with A-list hardcore bodies aback then. He was acutely the dude you appetite to know, such a alluring personality."
Future FOB guitarist Joe Trohman toured on bass with Arma one summer aback he was above sixteen, afterwards Wentz acclimated his ample admiral of alignment on Trohman's mom and cardiologist dad. "I absolutely got accomplished on that bout – they would rip my underwear off me every day," Trohman says. "I hated it, dude. I should accept chock-full cutting underwear."
After that tour, above as Trohman started talking with Wentz about basic a new, poppier, added Green Day-like band, he met a long-sideburned kid his age at a Borders bookstore: Patrick Stump, who was afresh cossack in a proggy bandage that articulate like Rush arena emo. Stump capital to sing and address songs, and Trohman alien him to Wentz. "I had heard all these legends about Pete Wentz," says Stump. "That he was in six bands at once, that he was the world's greatest Casanova. But aback we met, Pete and I looked at anniversary added and went, Who the fuck is this guy? We sucked at first. We were horrible." They got their name – a advertence to a banana book that Bart reads in The Simpsons – at random: They asked the army at an aboriginal gig for suggestions and addition shouted it out. They recorded an absolute indie anthology afore they assuredly got Hurley – a precision-tooled bagman afflicted by Slayer's Dave Lombardo – to accompany the band. "I don't accede it Fall Out Boy until Andy joined," says Stump.
On the aboriginal clue of the band's now-disavowed, pre-Hurley debut, 2003's mostly abominable Fall Out Boy's Evening Out With Your Girlfriend, Stump sings, "I got an atonement acknowledgment in the cine of my activity – starring you, instead of me." The singer, who's sitting at a bottle board in his allowance in Times Square's W Hotel, his affable appearance casting in adumbration by his abiding baseball cap, nods and half-smiles aback I accompany up those lines. He wrote them himself, afore Wentz took over lyric duty. "I apperceive absolutely area you're activity with this – the accomplished Pete thing," he says, casual out the forty-eighth-floor window. "But those curve were about how I acquainted in aerial school. It didn't absolutely accredit to Pete, as acrid as it is now."
Ferguson sees the bespectacled Stump as a accomplished appearance amateur to Wentz's arch man. "He's my Philip Seymour Hoffman," he says. Adds Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds, the absurd bedfellow ambassador whom the bandage recruited to assignment on two Infinity tracks: "Patrick is one of the baddest bodies I've apparent in a continued time . . . He has a abundant articulation – absolute soulful." But Stump is self-deprecating to the point area you acquisition yourself abating him of his charm. "I apprehend all sorts of things slung at us," he says, "one of my favorites actuality the boy-band accusation. I'm like, 'Boy band? I'm fat! If we were a boy band, I'd attending good, I'd ball and I'd be absorbing – so what the fuck are you talking about?' I address songs, that's all I do."
Until recently, Stump – who rarely speaks onstage during Fall Out Boy's infamously awkward alive shows and hardly moves from his microphone angle as Wentz and Trohman animation about him – was absent in Wentz's shadow. But lately, he's been advancing into his own, akin bearing songs for the Decay-dance alt-hip-hop act Gym Class Heroes – he sings the Supertramp-derived angle on that act's "Cupid's Chokehold," which sits alongside "Arms Race" in iTunes' Top Ten.
On the hotel-room board in advanced of him is a argent laptop armed with Apple's Garage-Band software, which he uses to almanac Fall Out Boy demos, hip-hop beats and accidental experiments. He plays a agglomeration for me; abounding of them are startlingly abutting to the accomplished songs, and some of the beats complete Hot 97-ready. Two of the funkiest songs on Infinity on Aerial – "Arms Race" and the anthology closer, "I've Got All This Ringing in My Ears and None on My Fingers" – were originally advised to be hip-hop tracks.
The day before, Stump met with Jay-Z to comedy him beats and altercate assembly projects – and aftermost year, Jay arrive Stump into the flat to address a angle for a Kingdom Appear track. "All of hip-hop showed up – Jay walks in with Timbaland, afresh Swizz Beatz walks in. Beyoncé was there, accomplishing that ball you see on TV," says Stump, who was abashed – the arena from the "Arms Race" video area all the hip-hop bodies beam at him is aggressive by the incident. In absolute life, Stump never akin got abaft the microphone. "I had the affliction writer's block," he says. "So I was like, 'I fucked up the Jay-Z thing, so I bigger address the best fucking Fall Out Boy almanac anytime now."'
Arguably, he did: On Infinity, Fall Out Boy morph above the boundaries of their brand to embrace rhythms and articulate inflections that appearance Stump's amore for Prince, Zapp and Earth, Wind & Fire. "I was like, 'This dude's got article to prove,"' says Wentz, whose alive accord with Stump has its close moments – the contrarily amiable accompanist punched him in the face already during an altercation over lyrics. "I anticipate he was captivation aback before, so I above let him put the music area his aperture is – or the music area my aperture is, maybe."
Edmonds – no drifter to adulation songs – was addled by Wentz's achingly claimed lyrics, which the bassist said were accounting about one accurate girl. Aftermost year aback we aboriginal met, Wentz told me the aforementioned thing: that abounding of the new songs he was autograph were aggressive by a bedevilled relationship, that the babe in catechism had apprenticed him so crazy that he'd put his duke through a car window, that he was done with her forever.
It looks above like a arena from a Fall Out Boy video: Pete Wentz and a arresting adolescent woman with a septum acute and an above air beam soulfully at anniversary added as they sit ancillary by side. They attending alike, their eyes buried in the aforementioned bulk of makeup. Wentz occasionally takes her hand, but says nothing. They're at a Fall Out Boy photo shoot, and the babe looks camera-ready too: Her beard is a punky adumbration of red, abiding in spikes. She's cutting knee-high covering boots over strategically broken stockings. Her name is Jeanae. She's above shy of twenty, a hair-dresser from Chicago. "This is way added arid than I expected," she says as flash-bulbs go off. Wentz keeps sending blood-soaked little looks her way – and seems debilitated aback he sees me talking to her.
Wentz appears absent as the shoot continues at a barn in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, hardly speaking to his bandmates. He does brighten aback Stump mentions an abstruse Brilliant Wars spinoff: two live-action Ewok TV movies from the mid-Eighties. "You've got to see the additional one – it's awesome," he says. Meanwhile, Hurley pauses from a vegan cafeteria and logs on to MTV's Web armpit to see the TRL position of the "Arms Race" video. The armpit promptly crashes his browser, and he goes aback to his food.
Eventually, anybody bags into a van, headed aback into Manhattan. Wentz and Jeanae sit in the aftermost row. The chat turns to Morrissey, Prince and afresh Adolescent Jeezy's new album: Stump hates the rapper's brand "ha-ha!" laugh, while Trohman – the alone affiliate of the bandage who drinks and smokes pot – is a fan. "We should accompany him on tour," he says. "It's my dream to smoke edger with that guy."
Wentz and Jeanae assume to be blank this discussion. Wentz has the awning of his diaphoresis shirt up, and they're whispering. Two canicule later, Wentz will acquaint me about her, how he can't let her go, how she's crazy, how she's the alone babe he absolutely wants. But I'm already starting to get the idea.
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Trohman and Hurley get beneath absorption than their bandmates, which can be a antecedent of frustration. "We beggarly a lot to anniversary added as musicians and as people," says Trohman. "But sometimes we alpha assertive what bodies address about us: That the bandage is above one guy or two guys. That can be acrid for the soul." Trohman's arena combines heavy-metal riffage with Johnny Marr-inspired altercation – forth with high-jumping, headbanging onstage showmanship so acute that he's accustomed himself shinsplints. "Joe wants to put on a acceptable show," says Stump. "There's a dichotomy there: He wants to be the guitar amateur area bodies angle aback and say, 'Wow, he's good,' but at the aforementioned time, he can't advice but go ape bits onstage." Trohman additionally has a articulation of the Fall Out Boy fan abject all to himself. "Middle-aged women adulation me – they say I attending like Dr. McSexy or whatever his name is," says the guitarist.
We're cabbing over to Rudy's Music Stop on Forty-eighth Street, area Trohman spots a Fifties Les Paul Junior and inquires about the cost. "Eighteen-five – it's a acceptable price," drawls a salesperson."Dude," Trohman whispers, "does that beggarly $18,000? That's a lot of money. Akin for me." We airing out, but afresh Trohman active aback in to comedy a attractive 1972 atramentous Telecaster. A altered agent takes him into a aback room. "What guitar are you arena at home now?" he asks. "I've got a accomplished bunch," Trohman replies, cranking Metallica riffs through an amplifier. The agent takes a dark stab: "You guys in a bandage or something?"
"He is," I say, pointing to Trohman, who's cutting a Dior hooded sweater over an old Pantera T-shirt.
"Oh, yeah? Which band?"
"It's alleged Fall Out Boy," Trohman says and bliss into the chords of "Back in Black." The salesman's eyes ablaze up with dollar signs, and Trohman walks out bristles account later, lugging his new $4,495 actuation acquirement in its aged aboriginal case. 'I'm gonna feel accusable about this for a while,' he says, attractive not at all guilty. "It's the Jew in me – like, 'Oh, no, you spent money!"'
Andy Hurley is bistro macaroni with vegan cheese and talking about the end of the world. We're in a comfortable East Village vegetarian restaurant, beginning from arcade for banana books at Forbidden Planet. Added than anyone in the band, Hurley has backward abutting to his left-wing hardcore roots: Besides his vegan diet, he's so austere about actuality straight-edge that he pulls his shirt collar up over his aperture and adenoids aback Trohman smokes pot.
Hurley's ancestor died aback he was above five, and he was aloft by his mom, a nurse. He was aggressive to alpha cossack by Metallica's Lars Ulrich: The aboriginal albums he bought were Ride the Lightning and Van Halen. "Andy is a musician, he's the instrumentalist of the band," says Stump, who as a bagman himself is a boxy critic.
Hurley – who lives in Germantown, Wisconsin, about an hour and a bisected from Chicago – has some abolitionist political views, allotment anarchist, allotment environmentalist. "My accomplished affair is I'm not into acculturation as a whole," says Hurley, who's cutting a Starter-style anorak with the Public Enemy logo on the back. "The alone absolute band-aid is the closing collapse and annihilation of acculturation . . . I anticipate it needs to happen, but no one, not akin me, absolutely wants it to happen." It's not that adamantine for him to accommodate all this with his band's success. "Ultimately I am an agent of a corporation, and that's weird, and does belie some of the things I accept in," he says. "But at the aforementioned time, I accept to accomplish a living."
So will there be bedrock bands afterwards the collapse of civilization? "Probably not. Music would apparently go. A lot of art would," he says, attractive sad for a moment. "That's what I'm adage – I'm absolutely into comics and movies and video games, and I don't appetite to accord that actuality up. At the aforementioned time I anticipate it's bushing the abandoned for actuality that we're missing."
It's Saturday night in Atlantic City, area civilization's continued collapse is acutely beneath way: Beefed-up bodies in starched, untucked Oxfords are auspicious unironically for "Eye of the Tiger" at a basement club in the Borgata auberge and casino, area Pete Wentz has a DJ gig. Spinning annal (or, rather, CDs or MP3s) is a ancient amusement for Wentz, who has advanced DJ'd at contest such as the New York hipster affair MisShapes – and tonight's set is a adventitious to aces up some accessible banknote and get a comped cruise for a aggregation of friends. Afterward, Wentz wanders through the mazelike casino. "I don't gamble," he says, casual at aisles of aimlessly active aperture machines. "I mean, not with money – I action with my band."
It's 3:30 in the morning, and we arch up to his auberge allowance to alpha an interview. Wentz turns on the TV, which happens to be acquainted to a alternation of alarmist Fox Account letters on adolescence gone wild. He takes off his graffiti-covered white Converse sneakers and sprawls out on one of the beds. I bang off my shoes and hop assimilate the added one. Wentz – a abiding alive aback age ten – talks with dazed, asleep honesty.
First, he discusses how it acquainted to accept his assemblage go, um, viral. Aftermost March, some nude self-portraits Wentz had taken advance beyond the Web. He's afflicted by accusations that he advisedly leaked the pics – and is appealing abiding that addition afraid into the advancement Web armpit for his Sidekick. He was active in Chicago aback he heard the news, and he became so absent that he ran into the car advanced of him. "I anticipation it was the end of the world," he says. But he now action off the incident. Mostly. "I had dreams that it didn't happen, that it was all a joke, and afresh you deathwatch up and accept that ailing activity in your stomach, because it did."
Wentz, the adolescent of a law-school assistant dad and a private-school admissions-dean mom, had consistently presented his adolescence as arcadian and uneventful. Aback pressed, he touches on a brace of alarming events. The aboriginal is almost trivial: "My parents afar on my altogether aback I was, like, six, and got aback calm about six or eight months later. That fabricated me abhorrence my birthday. I mean, Patrick's parents are divorced, and Andy's dad has anesthetized away, so I don't absolutely anticipate of myself in agreement of absolutely accepting a fucked-up adolescence – anybody I apperceive had a added fucked-up one."
Wentz, who's cutting a brown-and-black best hoodie and untapered, regular-guy Diesel jeans, nervously slides the array awning of the TV alien ascendancy and moves on to a afterwards trauma: "When I was fourteen, I got beatific to cossack camp," he says, gazing at the ceiling. He had been absence academy consistently in his apprentice year, and a advice advisor abiding his parents to accelerate him to a tough-love, scared-straight sleep-away program. For eight continued weeks. "It was terrible," Wentz says softly. "Every kid there was so abundant added fucked up than me – demented, atrocious kids. I got exhausted up a brace of times. I'd alarm my parents every day, arrant and adage I capital to appear home. I would beg. I acquainted isolated. It created these annex and adapter issues."
And afresh you concluded up active at home . . . Wentz nods. "Until age twenty-seven. Yeah. Akin now I charge affectionate bodies in my activity added than anything," he says. He traces abounding of his affecting problems – and his aesthetic drive – aback to the boot-camp experience. "That was the point I chock-full talking to anybody. I absolutely haven't aback then. I don't allocution to bodies about my affections – it's not affable to be in a accord with addition who's automatic like that. And if I don't get the affections out somehow, whether it's punching things or writing, I would apparently explode."
The acumen Wentz assuredly confused out of his parents' abode was to get abroad from Jeanae, his affronted adolescent muse. "There was bad actuality amid us, bad blood," he says. "She's one of the few bodies who can absolutely get to me. One day I was above like. 'I'm leaving,' and I took a plane." But now you're aback together? "She's irresistible, I guess. The best ones are crazy, for abiding . . . There are genitalia of me that are like, 'Yeah, we could get married,' but there are genitalia of me that couldn't absorb tonight with her."
Wentz, who has never had agitation alluring changeable attention, seems alert by Jeanae's about alienation – she's akin aloof by the songs he writes about her. "I don't apperceive that she cares about the songs as abundant as everybody abroad who listens to them does," he says. He seems half-asleep, his eyelids afloat down. "But I don't apperceive if I could address them if she cared that much. If you could anytime explain yourself to somebody, why would you accumulate answer afresh and again?" He shows me arch scars on the duke of both easily – he's put anniversary of them through windows during fights with her. "You watch Airing the Bandage and you don't feel so bad. Everyone's got a bit of a crazy spirit in them. I'm not absorbed in added people. There could be a amateur girls and it doesn't amount to me."
I attending at the clock: It's six in the morning. I arch to my own allowance and canyon out. Wentz stays up watching TV, and gets two hours of sleep. It's not abnormal for him.
We abide talking two nights afterwards aback in his Ritz-Carlton auberge allowance on Central Park South – which is a mess, with diaphoresis shirts exploding all over the attic from his covering Louis Vuitton suitcase. Amid the clothes is a archetype of Kafka's The Metamorphosis and Added Stories. He loves the hotel, abnormally aback allowance account has been accommodating to accompany him peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches anniversary night.
In contempo months, Wentz has alone some of the signature looks that accept become emo clichés: He doesn't put on eye-liner abundant anymore, and he's confused abroad from bound girls' jeans. "All of a abrupt you see the laughability of swished-over beard and eye makeup," he says, perched on the auberge bed. "New metal had its look, and Seattle had flannel shirts. It's stupid."
Wentz was a soccer amateur aback he started arena music. "I acclimated to get fabricated fun of for being, like, your archetypal dude," he says. "So sometimes I approved to attending strange. I capital to attending androgynous, weird." Wentz's five-foot-seven anatomy is adolescent abundant to fit calmly in the girls' jeans that he's helped popularize for guys – a appearance best that was additionally big in early-Nineties hardcore. But the attending has become so accepted that the emo masses are all but craving themselves to clasp in – bidding this annual to bread the appellation "emorexia." And Wentz is ailing of it. "It absolutely got ridiculous, area we were painting on our pants, appealing much," he says. "I'm over that thing."
Instead, Wentz has been agreeable in the atomic emo of all activities lately: He's been appropriation weights. "I've been alive out. Isn't that weird?" he says. "I'm activity to get buff. I appetite to be, like, a man now." Pete Wentz, baron of the absent boys, flashes one of his analgesic smiles and repeats himself: "I appetite to be a man."
This adventure is from the March 8th, 2007 affair of Rolling Stone.