Talent? That's not talent. Talent is Liza Minnelli tap dancing and singing at the same time. What I just saw was devastation. Dying man on the cross. Salvation in B minor.
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Popular music is a microcosm of the culture, Eliza. It reflects the mentality of the population.
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That's why you have to save the dying man. Because you want him around to keep saving you.
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That's the only way I could describe the music. It was the sonic equivalent of flight
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As usual, no one's ever around when you need them.
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When I asked Vera why Michael was so obstinate, she told me that some asshole had recently broken Eliza's heart. A drummer, no less. Hell, even I know girls should stay away from the goddamn drummers.
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Isn’t it funny to think that this magnificent piece of matter is in a state of decay? Really, can you think of any other living thing that looks this glorious as it’s dying?
Tiffanie DeBartoloThere are things we never tell anyone. We want to but we can’t. So we write them down. Or we paint them. Or we sing about them. It’s our only option. To remember. To attempt to discover the truth. Sometimes we do it to stay alive. These things, they live inside of us. They are the secrets we stash in our pockets and the weapons we carry like guns across our backs. And in the end we have to decide for ourselves when these things are worth fighting for, and when it’s time to throw in the towel. Sometimes a person has to die in order to live. Deep down, I know you know this. You just can’t seem to do anything about it. I guess it’s a sad fact of life that some of us move on and some of us inevitably stay behind. Only in this case I’m not sure which one of us is doing which. You were right about one thing though. It’s not fate. It’s a choice. And who knows, maybe we’ll meet again someday, somewhere up above all the noise. Until then, when you think of me, try and remember the good stuff. Try and remember the love.
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It's bad enough when people I know fuck with my life, but when pretentious bass players interfere with my destiny, then I really get pissed.
Tiffanie DeBartoloIt was all I could do not to fall on my knees and weep like the bastard she always said I was, and I was a breath away from begging her to run away with me.
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