“the time before I knew things could go so wrong”

“I hadn’t danced so hard or sweat so much or laughed so loud.”

“My grandma had it too; snake-fear”

“I’d like to have the jammingest world beats in my set list, boogie tunes…”

“Nobody in my whole family ever, ever spoke of Uncle again.”

“It’s difficult to see evolution when it’s happening…”

“…singing creates the opportunity for the phoenix to rise from the ashes.”

“it was the height of the mixtape-era, and Ross was the hands-down master”

What kind of music would robotic dogs from the future like the least?

“I don’t trust people–singers or otherwise–who don’t admit their failures”

“Some music is out to get you.”

“Something I carry with me, my breath, something closer. An anxiety”

“The way the north will always be jealous of the south”

“just like a wedding but without the groom”

“our shared cultural vocabulary in relation to the body and human expression”

“the smell of leather jackets, sweat, and clove cigarettes.”

“People from Scotland are the nicest.”

“They were the perfect reminder that creating music doesn’t always have to be so serious”

“Maybe you should just listen to it yourself, and tell me what else it is”

“It’s this picture I saw once of a friend with a tiny hummingbird in his cupped hands”