“What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person? People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands – literally thousands – of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss. The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don’t know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they’ve been listening to the sad songs longer than they’ve been living the unhappy lives.”—Nick Hornby, High Fidelity
I won't give up on you These scars won't tear us apart So don't give up on me It's not too late for us And I'll save you from yourself And I'll save you from yourself
This song is kicking my ass so hard today.
“Sid may have put the needle in his arm but I think to blame him for everything that happened in his life is wrong. There’s a whole chain of blame, from his childhood and his mother’s drug habit to the band and Nancy. To my mind, he was pretty much doomed from the start.”—via The unseen Sid Vicious: The last days of a punk legend