It was like trying to break up with the color orange, or Wednesday, or silent e. It was the most passionate and tumultuous relationship I'd ever known.
Nothing connects to the moment like music.
Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you incredibly annoying.
And they’re right—what could be scarier, stupider, thanstaying together? How else could you totally guarantee that you would always have reasons to be terrified?
Put the freak in frequently drunk and belligerent.
Prince, While My Guitar Gently Weeps (2004)
I get sentimental over the music of the '90s. Deplorable, really. But I love it all. As far as I'm concerned, the '90s was the best era for music ever, even the stuff that I loathed at the time, even...
When you stick a song on a tape, you set it free.
Nothing connects to the moment like music. I count the music to bring me back, or more precisely, to bring her forward.
In their heyday, the Pet Shop Boys were the Interpol of the Eighties, dressing up to sing really weird pop songs about lust and loneliness in the big city. They're low-pro now, not retro-worshipped in...
How do you turn down the volume on your personal-drama earphones and learn how to listen to other people?
I felt knots untie themselves, knots I didn't know were there. I could already tell there were things happening deep inside of me that were irreversible. Is there any scarier word than irreversible? I...
The reality of boy-girl life gets harsh, but in my fantasy, the music keeps them together.
LOW PRESENTS BOWIE AT THIRTY, IN ALL HIS CONTRADICTIONS: artist, hedonist, introvert, astral traveler, sexual tourist, depressive, con man, charmer, liar. Low, released in January 1977, was a new begi...
It was a smashing time, and then it ended, because that’s what times do.
And being a husband made me helpless, because I had somebody to protect (somebody a little high-strung, who had a tough time emotionally with things like the lights going out indefinitely).
Yet Bowie was just hitting his golden years, rushing out his five best albums from 1976 to 1980, the best five-album run of anyone in the seventies (or since): Station to Station, Low, Heroes, Lodger,...
They asked me what sonically I could bring to the table, and I told them about this new gadget I had just bought, the Eventide Harmonizer. They asked what it did, and I said, it fucks with the fabric...
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 of storing up memories than actual brain tissue can do. E...
Renée and I met at a bar called the Eastern Standard in Charlottesville, Virginia. I had just moved there to study English in grad school. Renée was a fiction writer in the MFA program. I was sitting...