I Can Only Write About Personal Stuff,

As A Teen, I Heard The Second Velvet Underground Album, 'white Light/white Heat,' And It Was Too Much For My Limited Scope Of Appreciation. It Was Intense, But I Didn't Get It.

You Could Split Hairs And Bring Up Words Like 'doo-wop' And Terms Like 'soul' Or 'r&b', But I Think Pop Music Is What You Want It To Be - That's Why It's Pop.

There's No Retirement, There's Just A Few Years Of Non-work By The Fire With Someone Bringing You Some Tea And Relative Peace And Playing With The Grandchildren.

As Miserable As Life May Be I Hold It Pretty Precious

I Am Afforded A Bit Of Easy Wonderment In Relative Comfort As To How Humans Have Lasted So Long. Climate- And Geography-wise, The Planet Seems To Have Little Use For Us.