One nice thing about growing up Catholic is it makes you open-minded about other people's religions, since ours is nuttier than yours.

Monogamous musicians are like vegan hockey players.

The sax solo as we know it today would not exist without Gerry Rafferty. His 1978 soft-rock classic 'Baker Street' has to be the 'Ulysses' of rock & roll saxophone, giving the entire chorus over to Raphael Ravenscroft's sax solo, creating one of the Seventies' most enduringly creepy sounds.

Madonna was so flamboyant in terms of her look, her style, her public pronouncements, her religious taboo-smashing.

A song nobody likes is a sad thing. But a love song nobody likes is hardly a thing at all.

Unlike me, Renee was not shy; she was a real people-pleaser. She worried way too much what people thought of her, wore her heart on her sleeve, expected too much from people, and got hurt too easily. She kept other people's secrets like a champ, but told her own too fast. She expected the world not to cheat her and was always surprised when it did.

Morrissey was my Mrs. Garrett, the house mother from the Facts of Life, a soothing adult figure giving me words of wisdom.