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READING: Our Band Could Be Your LIfe
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Finally a useful email.

Finally a useful email.

"Even if you’re still kept awake at night by the Lennon/Yoko thing, surely enough time has passed to admire Yoko’s resilience? What she did way back then was controversial. She was prepared to sound ugly, coarse, and at times frighteningly weird, and didn’t care if people liked it or not. It’s funny to me that it still rankles now. Mind you, the continued anti-Yoko sentiment seems to come mainly from blokes still smarting from the fact that their favourite songwriting boy-duo broke up, so very long ago."

From “Why Yoko Ono doesn’t deserve the hate" by Myf Warhurst for The Guardian

“Nothing happened in my childhood—no trauma or anything. I just had a genetic disposition toward things that were horrible.” –Nick Cave, in “I Am the Real Nick Cave,” New York Times Magazine

Beyoncé isn’t Beyoncé because she reads comments on the Internet. Beyoncé is in Ibiza, wearing a stomach necklace, walking hand in hand with her hot boyfriend. She’s going on the yacht and having a mimosa. She’s not reading shitty comments about herself on the Internet, and we shouldn’t either. I just think, Would Beyoncé be reading this? No, she would just delete it or somebody would delete it for her. What I really need to do is close the computer and then talk back to that voice and say, Fuck you. I don’t give a shit what you think. I’m Beyoncé. I’m going to Ibiza with Jay-Z now, fuck off. Being criticized is part of the job, but seeking it out isn’t. That’s our piece to let go.

My sister has begged me to write an apology to Mrs. A and you for disgracing your party; now it does seem to me that I rather honored your party, for everyone that was not drunk (and one or two of the ladies, I am sure, were not) must have been set off greatly in the contrast to me.