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It Takes Only One Bad Amp To Turn Your Ears To Oatmeal: That's How Old Hippies Became Yanni Fans.

Singing What's In Your Heart? Naming The Things You Love And Loathe? You Can Get Hurt That Way. Hell, You Will Get Hurt That Way. But You'll Get Hurt Trying To Hide Away In All That Silence And Leave Your Life Unsung. There's No Future Without Tears. Are You Really Setting Your Hopes On Not Getting Hurt At All? You Think That's An Option? You Clearly Aren't Listening To Enough Morrissey Songs.

When We Die, We Will Turn Into Songs, And We Will Hear Each Other And Remember Each Other.

Nothing Connects To The Moment Like Music. I Count The Music To Bring Me Back, Or More Precisely, To Bring Her Forward.

One Of Renee's Friends Asked Her, "does Your Boyfriend Wear Glasses?" She Said, "no, He Wears A Walkman.