
Were you aware of your big gay following?
Someone told me that one of our songs got played in gay
clubs a lot, but I didn’t realize that we had
that big of a gay following. I have a lot of gay
friends, though. Like my friend Nate, he’s pretty
rad. I go a lot of events where I have to go on the
red carpet, and pretty much the only things I wear are
hoodies and jeans, so he’s my stylist. I
didn’t feel comfortable with a female stylist
because I was getting a lot of weird stuff pulled out
for me, and he’s got this awesome style. Since
he’s been styling me I don’t end up on as many
“worst” lists. [Laughs] But
we’re also tight buddies, and I have a couple friends
from New York and Chicago that are gay. It’s weird
because—and I’m sure everybody says it
all the time—I don’t really categorize my
friends, because it’s not like my friends are
continually trying to sleep with me, gay or straight.
Gay bloggers seem smitten with you, especially Perez
Hilton. Do you read those blogs?
I’ll read ’em when I’m in
’em. It’s always like a bummer when
you’re in ’em, but everyone wants to
read ’em when other people are in ’em. I
like Perez and everybody over at Pinkisthenewblog. Those are
the only guys I really know, and they’re always
nice to me.
You made a lot of gay fans happy when you admitted that
you’d kissed boys because “anything
above the waist is fair game.”
[Laughs] I actually mean it. That’s just
kind of how I am. I’m a little bit of a
make-out king. I don’t discriminate too much.
Do make-out opportunities present themselves often?
Not really, because the traits that I find
attractive in people are so bizarre. Like, you have to
be really pretty, but you also have to have a brain.
Those two often don’t go hand in hand.
What’s the closest you’ve ever come to
taking the boy-on-boy action to the next level?
I haven’t really ever gotten that close,
’cause honestly, I’m not a real big fan
of penises. Like my own, whenever I look at it, I just
don’t find anything attractive about it. I
can’t believe girls are into it. It blows my
mind a little bit. So that’s the biggest problem.
I’d love to share clothes with a dude and have
all those benefits, but I just can’t get past
that thing. It’s just weird-lookin’.
Penises aside, any dude crushes?
I don’t have an issue finding guys attractive. I
was with my friend last night watching The
Prestige and she’s like, “Christian Bale
is so hot.” And I’m like, “Yeah,
that’s a good-looking dude.” There’s
nobody specific, but if you just named off dudes I could
tell you if I thought they were hot or not.
I’ll spare you. You’ve also said that
people who aren’t a fan of yours will
sometimes call you an antigay slur. Why is that?
I don’t know. I think it’s a real
cheap, easy word. In high school it bothered me a lot
when it got yelled at me and stuff, but it’s
completely unoffensive to me now—it
doesn’t hurt. But when I think about my friends
who are gay and that it does bother them, that’s when
it bums me out. There are so many good words to call
people that to resort to sexual preference is kind of
boring and stupid. I think part of it is ’cause at
some point when we were doing this band I was like,
“You know what? I’m going to be the most
androgynous person that I can possibly be. I’m going
to wear girl pants and makeup.” I looked to David
Bowie, Mick Jagger, and people like that, and I was
like, “That’s what’s missing in all the
bands that we’re playing with right now! You
need this effeminate edge.” Did Mick Jagger and
David Bowie make out? Probably. Who knows? And that’s
kind of what I was going for, but people took that to the
next level. We have a song called “Gay
Isn’t a Synonym for the Word ‘Shitty’
” [on import versions of Infinity on
High], and people take it in a weird way, like no
one could ever be pro-gay rights who isn’t
gay—which I’m fine with, because it puts
the issue in peoples’ heads and forces them to
confront it, like, “Can I be into this guy
who’s on the cover of Tiger Beat and
who I think is gay?” But I think sexuality
is a lot more ambiguous and more of a blurred line than
people make it out to be. People are always like,
“It’s black or white,” but I
don’t really feel like it is. I feel like
people come across all parts of that spectrum. I think
there are a lot of people who aren’t necessarily gay
or straight or even bi; it’s just whatever
moment or mood you’re in, you find different
things attractive or cool.
Which insults would you prefer to be called?
I’m pretty short, so call me
“gremlin” or a hobbit, I don’t know.
There are just so many different things you can say about me
that are way funnier and that would actually bother
me, because I can’t really do anything about
being short. And I’ve got a big mouth—not just
in the press, I literally have a big mouth.
Can you fit your whole fist in there?
I probably could. I kind of have big hands too,
though. The main problem with it is that I have a big
mouth but I have a lot of teeth. I have a weirdly
proportioned body.
As popular as your band is, especially with young
females, would you come out if you were gay?
This is hard to say because I don’t know
what it would be like to have grown up gay and how it
would’ve changed my character if I’d been
hiding it for all these years, but as of who I am
right now, I think I would come out for sure. Because
I’m pretty much a loudmouth person. Like, dude,
I’m on the cover of Rolling Stone with my
shirt off, not because I look great with a shirt off
but because I know that it’s going to piss
people off. It continues to divide people and set off the
lovers and the detractors. And if I was truly gay,
coming out of the closet would do the same thing,
probably. And, like most of the things I do, hopefully
it would empower younger people who are in similar
situations. We get a lot of e-mails from people who
are like, “Oh, my God, after you said this
onstage I felt comfortable coming out of the closet.”
I don’t necessarily think that’s our end
goal in general, but if we reach people in that way,
that’s cool.
For the record, my people don’t mind when you take
off your shirt.
[Laughs] Right on, right on.
Some questioned your sexuality when those nude pictures
that you took of yourself in front of a Morrissey
poster leaked onto the Internet.
[Laughs] Yeah, everyone was like,
“There’s no way he’s straight!”
Didn’t you know those pics would surface? Has
Paris Hilton taught us nothing?
The weird thing is that it was taken a year
before it was released, so my band and who I was was a
very different situation. If it got out when it was
taken, it would’ve been this little thing because
nobody knew or cared who we were. I actually just got
an e-mail from Morrissey for the first time today. He
didn’t mention that at all, but the e-mail is
fuckin’ glorious, dude. It’s Morrissey, man!
Do you still wear those Fruit of the Loom underwear?
Because you’re too rich and cute to be
rocking FTLs.
[Laughs] No, and that’s what I’m
telling everybody all the time! Honestly, if I took
these pictures now, I’d probably take better,
more flattering pictures, but you know, whatever.
Do you manscape?
I do! And I hadn’t in those pictures at all. And
I totally would’ve...I dunno, it’s out
of control.
Many of your peers, some with whom you’ve been
seen partying, are winding up in rehab. Should we
be concerned about you, Pete?
My partying’s a lot more low-key than
that. Mostly I’ll bring my friends out and
we’ll laugh about everything. And then the other
aspect is that I only get photographed when I go in
and out of clubs, and only if I’m with a girl
or something. For the most part, I hang out in my backyard
with my dog, but there’s no paparazzi trying to
check that out. Or me going to Barnes & Noble. So
I don’t think anyone has too much to worry about.
The warning signs haven’t gone up yet.
OK, but who’d you rather be in rehab with: Lindsay
or Britney?
Well, I don’t know Britney, so I’d
have to say Lindsay because we could hang out and talk
because we know each other. But I hope to not be in
rehab with any of them because I hope none of us have to be
in rehab.
I’m not a beautiful young starlet, so how can a
regular gay guy like me break into your posse?
Yo, gay guys have the easiest time breaking into
my posse! For example, we go out the other night to
Les Deux [Café in Hollywood] and we’re
sitting there stuck behind a car because the people are
taking forever to get into their car. I’m
freaking out because I just want to leave, so Nate
leans out the window and he’s like, “Move your
car! You’re fucking tacky!” And coming
out of that dude it sounded amazing, perfect, witty,
and they got in the car and left, but if I had leaned out
the window and said that I would’ve gotten
punched in the face. I love characters and people with
style who are fun to hang out with. Like my [gay] friend
Carlos. He rages all the time and he’s always saying
funny stuff. The other night I was like, “Yeah,
I hate it how places here close at 2 a.m.” And
he’s like, “No, it’s perfect, everybody
gets boring at 1:45.” Saying shit like that is
awesome.
If you were a paparazzo, who would you stalk?
I’d probably stalk somebody’s pet.
Finding out what people do with their animals is a lot
more fun than what they do with themselves. Or,
actually, I really want to meet Michael Jackson so badly.
I’m Michael Jackson–obsessed. All I
watch is Moonwalker—it’s my favorite
movie of all time.