Hazel

“Some songs take time, some songs dissolve into nothing, and very rarely, a song will simply find you in the night.”
― Laura Jane Grace, Tranny: Confessions of Punk Rock's Most Infamous Anarchist Sellout

“These are stories but the pain they contain is immeasurable. The impact of these losses requires a consciousness beyond most human ability. We grow weary, numb, alienated, and then begin to forget, to put it all away just to be able to move on. But even the putting away is an abusive act. The experiencing, the remembering, the hiding, the overcoming—all leave their scars.”
― Sarah Schulman, The Gentrification of the Mind: Witness to a Lost Imagination

“For another two minutes, I clenched my eyes shut and powered through this song no one had ever heard, and to which no one could sing along. For them, it was background music for their toasts to another year gone by. I was toasting, too. It was a farewell song. This was the night I said goodbye to Thomas James Gabel.”
― Laura Jane Grace, Tranny: Confessions of Punk Rock's Most Infamous Anarchist Sellout

“Like all the living and the dead, I think I see him everywhere, but it is just new versions, young versions of guys like Stan. Most of us seem to be recreated every fifteen years. I see a twenty-year-old me almost once a month, and a twenty-year-old, forty-year-old, sixty-year-old Stan passes by on the street often enough.”
― Sarah Schulman, The Gentrification of the Mind: Witness to a Lost Imagination