Books like Master of Reality

Master of Reality by John Darnielle (of The Mountain Goats, whom happen to be one of my favorites but that's neither here nor there) is part of the 33 1/3 music series which highlight seminal music works, written by connected people (or just big names. The Sonic Youth chick doubtfully had part in making David Bowie's Low). This is a story so it is much more enlightening musical experience like going to a concert and feeling good vibes (good meaning anything that matters, not necessarily happy or lifted up) rather than reading a meaningless musical review like "trippy happy hoppy doppy soppy pop infused with jamba samba rythms perfect for drinking in your favorite coffee house in the South of France". Or "Yes I did it! I was there!" ass-patting with the occassional good tidbit you've gotta look over their big head to glimpse. John Darnielle is not the guy to write that kind of a book. It's music blood pumping through your veins, all or nothing passion and means everything matters. (It's probably a good idea to not get this if you want behind-the-scenes stuff.)This was a great book for me to read when I've been writing lots of (pretty crappy) reviews on goodreads. It's about loving that special thing that meant so much to you and not tearing it down with criticism. (I'd hate to do that to myself. I don't have enough favorites as it is. But then I'm also too scared to reread very old favorites so...) Even if I fall short (read: suck) at expressing why I love something, this kinda review is what I'd strive for. Laid bare love in that lying there in the dark and someone on the music player gets it. My day was like the lines from this book, anyway, so I was also thinking of it 'cause of that."When you punish a person for dreaming his dream, don't expect him to thank or forgive you." I wanted to say it to someone today but I was too depressed to bother."Good things never last, bad things never die." (There's a Destroyer lyric in their song 'Rubies' that is similar to this. Now it's playing in my head I'll have to look it up to get it right before it is stuck in my head and I can't think of anything else. "All good things must come to an end. The bad ones just go on forever.")I don't know that much about Black Sabbath outside of my younger days. My brother had a Sabbath phase in his tween years, as did my mom. When the school was "concerned" about it she stuck up for him. Roger wouldn't have had a hard time for loving Sabbath with us. (If only the same treatment was extended to me. I was constantly told to be "normal" without any kind of guidance what that normal was even supposed to be.)"It doesn't have to mean that to everybody, and it means more no matter what..."