I know exactly what Robert Forster meant in that line in "When She Sang About Angels"... Basically, if there is a rock star I have ever wanted to be, the name is Tom Verlaine. Not that he ever was a rock star. Which, in a way, is the whole point of my sentiment.
Adventure was the album I listened to the most in 2022, and it was a revelation to discover that I loved it almost as much as Marquee Moon. That understated passion, that burning brilliance. Here is the last song from the album, "The Dream's Dream". The haunting ending stings like nothing else. Rest in peace.
