I Didn't Know What I Was. I

If The Girls Keep Dancing, Everybody's Happy. If The Girls Don't Dance, Nobody's Happy.

Like Any Teenager Who Reads The Great Gatsby, Probably, I Was Madly In Love With The Teacher Who Had Opened It Up For Me.

In My Headphones, I Led A Life Of Romance And Incident And Intrigue, None Of Which Had Anything To Do With The World Outside My Walkman.

When I Started Out As A Music Journalist, At The End Of The 1980s, It Was Generally Assumed That We Were Living Through The Lamest Music Era The World Would Ever See. But Those Were Also The Years When Hip-hop Exploded, Beatbox Disco Soared, Indie Rock Took Off, And New Wave Invented A Language Of Teen Angst.

It Was Bewildering And Humbling To Keep Discovering How Many Brave Things People Can Fail To Talk Themselves Out Of Doing.