In the first installment of my new Oxford American column “A Goddamn Impossible Way of Life”, I reflected on my strange, early and pivotal exposure to the great 1983 Lou Reed concert film A Night with Lou Reed. But for the Philistines, I think you’ll be pleased!
As for the movie I’m watching, I came to adore it more than I ever expected to. It sent me down a Lou Reed rabbit hole. Transformer and Mick Ronson led to Bolan and Mott and then to glam writ large. For a theater kid with a nascent interest in songwriting, the serotonin fireworks are nearly impossible to describe. And it was the first time I ever heard Quine.