Our lives were just beginning, our favorite moment was right now, our favorite songs were unwritten.
When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other.
We want to freeze the perfect moment, hold on to it, at least long enough to understand it. But it dances on with us or without us, so we jump in and try to keep up. The universe is expanding and we are just two of a billion stars.
Monogamous musicians are like vegan hockey players.
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).
There are all kinds of mix tapes. there is always a reason to make one.
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 the stuff that gave me stomach cramps.
One of Renee’s friends asked her, “Does your boyfriend wear glasses?” She said, “No, he wears a Walkman.
A song nobody likes is a sad thing. But a love song nobody likes is hardly a thing at all.
I was totally clueless about social interaction, and completely scared of girls. All I knew was that music was going to make girls fall in love with me.
The songs were all either fast or sad. Because all songs should be either fast or sad.
You know the Prince song where the girl’s phone rings but she tells him, “whoever’s calling couldn’t be as cute as you?” I long to live out this moment in real life.
Renee loved to do things. That was mysterious to me, since I was more comfortable talking about things and never doing them. She liked passion. She liked adventure. I cowered from passion and talked myself out of adventure.
I had no voice to talk with because she was my whole language. Without her to talk to, there was nothing to say.
It was bewildering and humbling to keep discovering how many brave things people can fail to talk themselves out of doing.
But bringing people together is what music has always done best.
I had never been so extravagantly proud of having blood that clotted.
Something I really enjoy about older couples is that they really have given up on getting everything right. They don’t sweat the imperfections.
You can’t beat the beehive for glam punkette attitude.