Back at the Paramount, the interview is winding down when Steve Gullick turns up. He’s been told that he can only take pictures during the first number of Pearl Jam’s show, no flash, from an obscure vantage point on the far side of the stage.
"Fuck that," Eddie says. "Take as many shots as you like, from where you like, for as long as you like and if anybody gives you any shit, tell ‘em to talk to me about it." Steve asks if he can do a couple of shots in the dressing room. Eddie says sure and goes to fetch his guitar. "Let’s go in here," he says, walking into the shower stall and turning on the water.
Then he borrows my lighter and starts burning the cork from the wine bottle we’ve just emptied and starts making up his face, drawing dark circles around his eyes, and a cross on his forehead. “This is going to make you look ever so weird,” Gullick tells him.
"Let me be as weird as I fuckin’ like," Eddie says. "It’s my fuckin’ life."
Allan Jones - 1994 issue of Melody Maker
Photo- Eddie Vedder by Steve Gullick