The people keeping the records tend to have authority, and they tend to have an agenda, so they’re going to portray things in a way that fits their agenda.
I don’t use the term “lifelong hero” frivolously. There are a lot of people I respect and wish to emulate; Annie Lennox, however, is the only “lifelong hero” I’ll ever have. I need her.
Whereas I once was “Abby, the girl who harbored a ridiculous but harmless amount of love for that weird ’80s singer, Annie Lennox,” I was now suddenly “Abby, the girl most parents might want their teenage children to avoid.”
One minute I was an awkward but content little teenager listening to Diva on the school bus ride home, the next minute I was dabbling in pyromania and setting strands of my own hair on fire.
I had enjoyed the song "Black Rainbow" from their upcoming LP, Heaven, so much that I’d actually thought, “Hey, this would be a great song to have a migraine to.”