Lou Reed and John Cale - Berlin
You have to understand something about where I am right now. When Jake and I sat down, and he was telling me that he remembered the names Lou Reed and Andy Warhol and Danny Fields and MC5 for years and never knew why. They weren’t people he knew. He remembered the word Heroin and didn’t know what it was until a couple months before that. He remembered why Iggy was called Iggy Pop. He grew up, remembering that he had read this book with me once, and with Ave twice. Jake wanted to date a girl five foot ten, but only if he was taller. I grabbed the book before I left Florida, and I’m rereading it now.
