"I miss the old Arctic Monkeys" you say. Suddenly you feel someone tapping you on the shoulder. You turn around to see wrinkled, gray haired versions of Alex, Matt, Jamie, and Nick. The old Arctic Monkeys are here and they have a problem with your ability to accept the growth and evolution of a band.
“My uncle told me when I was a teenager that if you want to be a person with confidence just pretend you are a person with confidence and eventually you will have confidence, so I did that. There’s a fair amount of self-delusion involved. I never envisioned a Plan B. I’m almost immune to the idea of failure; it never occurred to me.”—St. Vincent (via fuckyeahstvincent)
“They’re the salt of the earth, those girls. They don’t sit each night and compare notes on groups, criticising lyrics, asking if it’s valid. They just play the record… yeah, and maybe they dance. I love them. I love them dearly.”—David Bowie on fangirls (via fuckyeahrockgroupies)