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.

Monogamous musicians are like vegan hockey players.

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.

The hungry feeling and the lonely feeling merged until it was hard to tell them apart.

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

If the girls keep dancing, everybody's happy. If the girls don't dance, nobody's happy.

I realize that I will never fully understand the millions of bizarre ways that music brings people together.