“When you're all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
It's been up for sale
And you begin to think 'bout
All the things that you've done
And you begin to hate
Just 'bout everything”
When you're all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
It's been up for sale
And you begin to think 'bout
All the things that you've done
And you begin to hate
Just 'bout everything
I saw John Cale in 2013 but I had never seen Lou Reed and I thought "I better see Lou Reed soon," but I was too late. There is always a reason not to do something, not to see a show, not to start that novel, whatever thing you want to do but talk yourself out of. Looking back, the reasons not to do something are never good enough. A reminder to do that thing now - you don't always get a second chance.
Of all the things about Lou I read this year, this remembrance by Moe Tucker was my favorite:
http://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/dec/15/lou-reed-moe-tucker-obituary 13