Quotes From "How To Kill A Rock Star" By Tiffanie DeBartolo

Personally, I don’t like inherently happy people. I don’t trust them. I think there’s something seriously wrong with anyone who isn’t at least a little let down by the world. Tiffanie DeBartolo

The concept of time, as it’s commonly understood by normalpeople with normal jobs and normal goddamn lives, doesn’texist on the road. The nights spread out like the dark, godforsaken highways that distinguish them, and the days runtogether like Thanksgiving dinner smothered in gravy. Younever really know where you are or what time it is, and the outsideworld starts to fade away. It’s cool. Tiffanie DeBartolo

I can say this because she’s my girlfriend, even if, at the moment, she’s only my girlfriend in secret - Eliza has one of the worst voices known to man. Swear to God, for someone so obsessed with music, she’s borderline tone deaf. But trying to describe how I felt watching her dance around and sing would be like trying to build a skyscraper with my bare hands. It made me want to marry her. Made me want to buy her a magical airplane and fly her away to a place where nothing bad could ever happen. Made me want to pour rubber cement all over my chest and then lay down on top of her so that we’d be stuck together, and so it would hurt like hell if we ever tried to tear ourselves apart. Tiffanie DeBartolo

Did you really want to die?"" No one commits suicide because they want to die."" Then why do they do it?"" Because they want to stop the pain. Tiffanie DeBartolo

Tell me what you listen to, and I'll tell you who you are. Tiffanie DeBartolo

Has the industry done to music what McDonald’s has done to eating? Tiffanie DeBartolo

The music defied classification. If I had been writing areview of the show, I would have labeled it progressive, guitar-driven rock ’n’ roll. But the guitars made sounds guitarsdidn’t always make. Symphonic sounds. Sacred sounds. The music dug in so deep you didn’t hear it so much as feelit, reminding me of a dream I used to have when I was a kid, where I would be standing on a street corner, I would jumpinto the air, flap my arms, and soar up into the sky. That’s the only way I could describe the music. It was the sonic equivalent of flight. Tiffanie DeBartolo

I just happen to comprehend the low standards of the majority of the music-buying public, and I don’t care how condescending that sounds, it’s true. They always go for the shiny gimmicks. Always. Tiffanie DeBartolo

Fate is just another word for people's choices coming to a head. Destiny, coincidence, whatever you name it. It inevitably lies in our hands. Tiffanie DeBartolo

You know what I was thinking about on my way home? How different my life would be if you’d made that gash a little deeper. Or how different yours would be if I’d vaulted myself off a roof nine years ago. Do you ever think about things like that? Like, if either you or I wouldn’t have made it, where would the other one be right now? It was something I thought about all the time: how death changes every remaining moment for those still living. Tiffanie DeBartolo

Swear to God, for someone so obsessed with music, she’s borderline tone deaf. But trying to describe how I felt watching her dance around and sing would be like trying to build a skyscraper with my bare hands. It made me want to marry her. Made me want to buy her a magic airplane and fly her away to a place where nothing bad could ever happen. Made me want to pour rubber cement all over my chest and then lay down on top of her so that we’d be stuck together, and so it would hurt like hell if we ever tried to tear ourselves apart. Tiffanie DeBartolo

But sometimes, talent isn't worth shit. There are tons of talentless people out there making zillions of dollars. And unfortunately, an equal number of brilliant artists whose name and voices you'll never hear. - Paul Hudson Tiffanie DeBartolo

We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds Tiffanie DeBartolo

I think I was about to say that if I ever see Eliza again–and the fact that this is even a remote possibility is– I don’t know what it is, a goddamn miracle, maybe? After I kiss her and hold her and let her touch my chest, I’m going to hang her upside down and employ Chinese water torture until she promises never to be so stupid again. Tiffanie DeBartolo