Every moment of my life has a soundtrack, so I never know when some song is going to jump me by surprise and bring the memory alive.

God bless America - what other civilization would give Patrick Dempsey another shot to rule as a sex symbol, twenty years after 'Meatballs III: Summer Job?' His reign as Dr. McDreamy on 'Grey's Anatomy' is proof that there's nothing we love more than giving Eighties celebs a heartwarming second stab at life.

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

'American Horror' is the debasement of the suburban family, the way a lonely kid would have imagined it in the Seventies.

It was bewildering and humbling to keep discovering how many brave things people can fail to talk themselves out of doing.

It was R.E.M. who showed other Eighties bands how to get away with ignoring the rules - they lived in some weird town nobody never heard of, they didn't play power chords, they probably couldn't even spell 'spandex.' All they had was songs.

One of the best moments of any Liars show is hearing the crowd squawk 'We're doomed! We're doomed!' on cue during 'We Fenced Other Houses with the Bones of Our Own.' Maybe not the most uplifting audience sing-along in the indie rock world, but one of the most reliably entertaining.