My ears rang all the way home and I didn't want them to stop. It made me want to start something.
John didn’t score his first Number One hit until 1974, the fourth Beatle to reach this milestone (Ringo beat him twice), but he got over with Whatever Gets You Thru the Night, with a big assist from E...
I was too young to know adult life is full of accidents and interrupted moments and empty beds you climb into and don't climb out of.
I was reading a poem by my idol, Wallace Stevens, in which he said, ‘The self is a cloister of remembered sounds.’ My first response was, Yesss! How did he know that? It’s like he’s reading my mind. B...
I hear the noise in his voice, and I hear a boy trying to scare the darkness away. I wish I could hear what happened next, but nothing did.
I had never gotten the hang of dating — I was always going to be somebody who either had a girlfriend or didn't.
I believe that when you’re making a mix, you’re making history. You ransack the vaults, you haul off all the junk you can carry, and you rewire all your ill-gotten loot into something new. You go thro...
Give Me Love was a hit around the same time as Cat Stevens’s Morning Has Broken, a superficially similar hippie-dad prayer, yet I violently hated Morning Has Broken, just hated it, despised the choked...
Everything was changing, that was obvious. The world was so full of music, it seemed we could never run out. ’Twas bliss in that dawn to be alive, but to be young and overworked and underexposed and s...
Don't charge the mound. Once you agree to fight, you lost already. Don't start none, won't be none.
But I never stop playing my mixes. Every fan makes them. The times you lived through, the people you shared those times with - nothing brings it all to life like an old mix tape. It does a better job...
Being a husband is scary....We have everything to lose. We have made promises. We have given hostages to fortune and challenged fate to a dance-off. We have chosen a future full of loss....when you ma...
Before I met Maria, I was your basic craven hermit. I spent most of my time in my room, in love with my walls, hiding out from the world with myfanzines and my records. I thought I was happier that wa...
At that moment, I knew she was the girl for me. Of course, we'd already been going out for a few weeks, so I wasn't, like, shocked or anything. But still, it's never not nice to to keep realizing.
As Iggy later recalled, in a typical week they’d spend two days drunk, two days nursing their hangovers, and three days straight—which is a pretty good balance for musicians.
Ziggy was a requiem: Bowie came to bury the sixties, not praise them. He hit the road and toured like a madman, spreading the glitter gospel in a rock scene full of interchangeable flannel-and-denim s...
You’ve Really Got a Hold on Me and Money (That’s What I Want), but for me Please Mr. Postman houses them both. It’s another blizzard of oh yeah screams—in America Please Mr. Postman was on The Beatles...
You have blundered into an adult existence you don't understand, and you can't tell whether you planned it this way or whether you screwed up big-time, though it's too late either way.
When you want to start living, what do you do? How do you start? Where do you go?
We had nothing in common, except we both loved music. It was the first connection we had, and we depended on it to keep us together. We did a lot of work to meet in the middle. Music brought us togeth...