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emotional
funny
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
I cried. Several times. Since this was another road trip book, it resulted in me walking into a gas station convenience mart with mascara stains on my cheeks. Embarrassing.
I enjoyed the trip down musical memory lane provided by this book, even if I am a bit younger than the author, and therefore, a little less in tune with some of his indie rock idols of the 90s. (However, that mid-90s Top 40 radio mix tape he described... Wished I had it. Like, now.) But I digress. I was moved by this book - to laughter and to tears. Mainly tears. My heart broke for him. This fear rose up through my entire body as he described the missing, I guess the fear we can't think about or we wouldn't be able to make it through the day.
But I'll admit that the way the book started made me very wary. The intro chapter felt like it was a wallow and/or trying too hard. I instantly though, "Oh, crap. Is the whole book going to be like this?" But as it moved into the real narrative, it wasn't like that. At all. The first bit was an anomaly in a book that was otherwise relatable and touching. (The other anomaly was the chapter about the new-wave synth duos. It felt like a non-sequitur.)
I also loved that it was short. This was the memoir of a brief, tragic love story. So, I appreciated that he said the important bits, honored her, and called it done.
I enjoyed the trip down musical memory lane provided by this book, even if I am a bit younger than the author, and therefore, a little less in tune with some of his indie rock idols of the 90s. (However, that mid-90s Top 40 radio mix tape he described... Wished I had it. Like, now.) But I digress. I was moved by this book - to laughter and to tears. Mainly tears. My heart broke for him. This fear rose up through my entire body as he described the missing, I guess the fear we can't think about or we wouldn't be able to make it through the day.
But I'll admit that the way the book started made me very wary. The intro chapter felt like it was a wallow and/or trying too hard. I instantly though, "Oh, crap. Is the whole book going to be like this?" But as it moved into the real narrative, it wasn't like that. At all. The first bit was an anomaly in a book that was otherwise relatable and touching. (The other anomaly was the chapter about the new-wave synth duos. It felt like a non-sequitur.)
I also loved that it was short. This was the memoir of a brief, tragic love story. So, I appreciated that he said the important bits, honored her, and called it done.
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
emotional
hopeful
sad
medium-paced
sad
slow-paced
adventurous
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Loved the beginning and any talk about how important music is to life. As a music lover I very much enjoyed. It got kind of boring later on but I still enjoyed it
emotional
fast-paced
Graphic: Death, Grief
I gave up at page 40. It lacked substance and wasn't worth finishing.
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