Rihanna releases records so quickly, you’d think her manager was paranoid about wasting time. The kids will lose interest, after all, if your record-release schedule looks like a 9-to-5 or 40-hour workweek or something ludicrous like that. You’ve got to be working constantly, from the minute you wake up to the minute you fall asleep, and it’d be nice if you skipped that whole “sleep” part because the kids are waiting. Don’t think of it as sleep, think of it as knocking yourself unconscious to waste time!
Unsurprisingly, when you work this much, things like this happen:
This is the craziest schedule I’ve ever been on in my entire life. One morning I woke up and started fucking crying so hard. I finally just got to my bed from the IV and I was just like, ‘Good, I can actually get to sleep tonight,’ because we stayed up and I finished Talk That Talk at 5 p.m. the day before.
… I get in bed and it could not have been two hours in before my phone started going off. I was so frustrated that I kept ignoring the phone. Every time it would go off, but every time I would ignore it. It would be another burden on my shoulders ’cause I know it has to get done. … I know I’m sick, but I’m the only person that can get it done, so it was so frustrating.
-Rihanna, “The Road to Talk That Talk”
This is the point where people get concerned–backseat-concerned. There isn’t a blog out there not hand-wringing, with various degrees of concern and/or tittering, about IVs and partying and emergency-room visits and trauma. Some of it’s sincere, some of it’s grotesque. None of it is accomplishing anything, but it’s impossible not to think. If there’s a bright side to all this, I guess, it’s that Rihanna said this in a public documentary, meaning at least this much isn’t being covered up or publicized away and dribbled out through various unnamed sources. It’s not much of a bright side, but what more can you really look for here?
Watch the full interview below.