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If I Have A Strong Dislike For Something, Obviously That Garners An Equal Amount Of Derision, Towards Me From The Audience. And That's Fine, As Long As It's Within The Bounds Of Decency And Isn't Too Personal In The Vitriol. That's What Makes The Blog Interesting, And That's What Makes Reading It Interesting And That's What Makes Writing Interesting. You Don't Want Everyone To Agree.

I've Never Understood People Who Play Up The Artifice Of Music.

To Me, That Ugliness, That Grotesqueness - That's The Essence [of Life]. That's Where You Realize, It's Not About All The Consonance And The Harmony. It's All The Parts That Are Wrong That Help Explain Why We're Drawn To Something - What The Mystery Is - Just As Much As The Beautiful Things.

You Can Never Underestimate That Moment Of Somebody Explaining Your Life To You, Something You Thought Was Inexplicable, Through Music. That Was The Way Out Of Loneliness.

The Fact That People Go To Portland To Visit A Tiny Feminist Bookstore-no Matter What The Impetus Is For Them Getting There-the Fact That They Go In There And Look Around And Shop For Books Or Stationery Or Whatever, Is A Major Source Of Pride For Me.