When people would ask me what I’m addicted to, I always said ‘music.’ And while they’d laugh it off like it’s a cliché, I’m actually a complete shopaholic when it comes to records. I’d literally buy 10 albums a week for years, so when I went to that Virgin Records and it said ‘going out of business,’ my heart stopped.
This is what happens. You tell your friends your most personal secrets, and they use them against you.
Visiting any shop for the first time is exciting. There’s always that buzz as you push open the door; that hope; that belief – that this is going to be the shop of all shops, which will bring you everything you ever wanted, at magically low prices.
There’s no luck in business. There’s only drive, determination, and more drive.
That’s the trouble with having the whole world love you. One day, you wake up and it’s flirting with your best friend instead. And you don’t know what to do. You’re thrown.
Everyone’s moving on without me, into a world I don’t understand.