Music. Good vibes seeker. Hit skins for an unnamed band
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ineedirectiontoperfection:

“…By the way, i heard your album” Lou interrupts the discussion of Andy and the Velvets to redirect attention onto the five young men before him. “We were listening to it in the studio,” he says flatly, his voice all smoke and gravel, not realizing that he is about to make the day of every person in the room. “It was great. All those great guitar parts. You know, it’s very difficult to play like that. It sounds simple, but it’s not east to do. I thought it was great that bands are making music like that again.” Julian is beside himself, and simply cannot contain a smile. He sits up eagerly, abandoning his detached repose and says with meaning, with force, “None of it would have happened without you. We wouldn’t be here without you.” Everyone nods.”

The Strokes & Lou Reed: Art, Advertising and the Myth of Underground” - Filter Magazine, 2004

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ineedirectiontoperfection:

“…By the way, i heard your album” Lou interrupts the discussion of Andy and the Velvets to redirect attention onto the five young men before him. “We were listening to it in the studio,” he says flatly, his voice all smoke and gravel, not realizing that he is about to make the day of every person in the room. “It was great. All those great guitar parts. You know, it’s very difficult to play like that. It sounds simple, but it’s not east to do. I thought it was great that bands are making music like that again.” Julian is beside himself, and simply cannot contain a smile. He sits up eagerly, abandoning his detached repose and says with meaning, with force, “None of it would have happened without you. We wouldn’t be here without you.” Everyone nods.”

The Strokes & Lou Reed: Art, Advertising and the Myth of Underground” - Filter Magazine, 2004

Time

Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with £86,400.

It carries over no balance from day to day.

Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.

What would you do?

Draw out every penny, of course?

Each of us has such a bank. It’s name is TIME.

Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.

Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose.

It carries over no balance.

It allows no over draft.

Each day it opens a new account for you.

Each night it burns the remains of the day.

If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours.