Every Mix Tape Tells A Story. Put

The Way I Pictured It, All This Grief Would Be Like A Winter Night When You're Standing Outside. You'll Warm Up Once You Get Used To The Cold. Except After You've Been Out There For Awhile, You Feel The Warmth Draining Out Of You And You Realize The Opposite Is Happening; You're Getting Colder And Colder, As The Body Heat You Brought Outside With You Seeps Out Of Your Skin. Instead Of Getting Used To It, You Get Weaker The Longer You Endure It.

When You Stick A Song On A Tape, You Set It Free.

Like Any Teenager Who Reads The Great Gatsby, Probably, I Was Madly In Love With The Teacher Who Had Opened It Up For Me.

Ronnie Spector's Hair Was Taller And Meaner And Scarier Than All Four Shangri-la's Combined, Plus The Drummer From The Honeycombs. You Just Know Her Rat-tail Comb Was A Switchblade.

Our Amour Fou With 'the Sopranos' Is Headed For Long-term Parking, Like So Many Of Its Most Memorable Characters. We'll Never See A Show Like This Again.