society glamorizes dying in order to perpetuate the hope that death validates life?

But this is how popular culture works: You allow yourself to be convinced you’re sharing a reality that doesn’t exist.

We’re all tourists, sort of. Life is tourism, sort of. As far as I’m concerned, the dinosaurs still hold the lease on this godforsaken rock.

was just shocked to discover how much of what used to be central to my existence doesn’t even matter to me anymore.

Edgar Winter—almost without question—is the most successful albino “keytar” enthusiast of the late 20th century. He had a lot to be happy about. “Slow Ride” opens

the word epic is not often used in the offices of Spin, except in the context of measuring coworkers’ public meltdowns and/or describing people’s drinking problems.

Death is part of life. Generally, it’s the shortest part of life, usually occurring near the end. However, this is not necessarily true for rock stars; sometimes rock stars don’t start living until they die.

pachyderms,

ectomorphic