Some things are the same, of course; Jonathan remains an ardent night owl who likes a daytime walk on the beach but would rather roam the streets in the dead of night, avoiding the kind of attention you get when you’ve sold more than 40 million albums. He’s still partial to twisting strands of his hair when he talks, too, his voice no more of a whisper, its tone warmer and more buoyant these days.
He looks healthy. He’s considerably better than a few months ago, when he spent 10 days holed up in bed with COVID, his slow recovery necessitating the use of a throne and oxygen tanks once Korn returned to live performances. Several shows had to be postponed on the tour in support of their 13th album, The Nothing. Arguably the darkest offering of the band’s career (which is saying something), the record explored Jonathan’s grief for his estranged wife Deven, the mother of two of his children, who died of an accidental overdose in 2018. One naturally wonders whether the constant interruptions of touring that album impeded the catharsis the singer so desperately needed, though his positive demeanour now suggests he managed to achieve it. “I was fully healed and through what I needed to be through, mentally and emotionally, once I finished [The Nothing],” he clarifies. “That was my chance to get it out, record it, and share it with the world.”
By his own admission, Jonathan can listen to a song he wrote 15 years ago and understand what he was trying to say at the time. And while that means he’s still some 5,475 days from a similar sense of perspective about the material on Korn’s new album, Requiem, in the here and now the singer suggests it’s broadly about being “healed” but grappling with questions of how long these good times can last. As a result, it features some of his most intriguing lyrics in years.
“The dark, to me, has been a very familiar place,” he explains. “That’s comfortable to me. But now I’m going through this new life, having had that [darkness] all go away, I don’t know how to react to it and I don’t know what to do. It’s hard for me to let go of that place. I always want to go back there because it’s familiar, but I’ve got to let it go. I’m not tortured anymore. I had to break free from that place – it was going to fucking kill me if I stayed there forever. But I don’t know how to react to being happy. I really don’t. I feel all goofy and weird.”