lou reed was one of many strangers who helped me learn how to be a person. r.i.p
when i was 14 or 15 years old i saw trainspotting and it completely blew my mind. at the time i was really into david bowie, who brought magic and fantasy into my boring life. but “perfect day” with its wrenching chorus and the backdrop of bleak edinburgh taught me that the depths of one’s own hollowness and relentless sadness weren’t something to be scared of. that beautiful and truthful things could be dragged out of that wilderness.