Great Minds Sink Alike, Right?

Things Happen, People Change,' Is What Amanda Said. For Her That Covered It. You Wanted An Explanation, And Ending That Would Assign Blame And Dish Up Justice. You Considered Violence And You Considered Reconciliation . But What You Are Left With Is A Premonition Of The Way Your Life Will Fade Behind You, Like A Book You Have Read Too Quickly, Leaving A Dwindling Trail Of Images And Emotions, Until All You Can Remember Is A Name.

I Think Men Talk To Women So They Can Sleep With Them And Women Sleep With Men So They Can Talk To Them.

Tim Thornton's Portrait Of A Pop Culture Obsession Is So Convincing That One Can't Help Wishing That His Fictional Alt Rock Band Actually Existed, Or Suspecting That They Did. The Alternative Hero Is A Weirdly Compelling Portrait Of Fanatic Fandom Which Reads Like High Fidelity At High Volume.

Add Anchovies To Almost Anything, In Moderation, And It Will Taste Better.

What I'm Nostalgic For Is The Idea Of An Edge In New York. There Used To Be These Fringes Of The City Where Civilization Sort Of Ended, And Therefore Young People Could Live Cheaply, Or Open Nightclubs Or Art Galleries, Or Even Squat. That Fringe Moved Out To New Jersey And Brooklyn. The Whole Idea Of The Metropolis Is The Centralization Of Like-minded Souls, And When The Central Real Estate Becomes Too Expensive, The Dreamers, The Young Poets, And The Artists Will Go Elsewhere.