When Cameron Crowe put us on the tour bus with William Miller, Penny Lane, and Stillwater 20 years ago, he did more than just make us a fly on the wall for the circus, pump us full of great music, and make us believe that we’re cool. After we came back to the real world after 122 minutes of thinkpieces, Band Aids, and golden gods, we had a new language to describe our own realities — and love of music.
So, here we are, two decades later, long after Doris has been retired; drunk on the booze of friendship; dark and mysterious as ever; totally, utterly uncool; and still tossing about the following lines as if we first saw Almost Famous just yesterday. Don’t “fecking” judge us.
Anyway, it’s all happening.
“One day … you’ll be cool.”
“Don’t take drugs!”
“It’s all happening.”
“If you ever get lonely, you just go to the record store and visit your friends.”
“I am a golden god!”
“You are home…”
“Rock stars have kidnapped my son.”
“I am the enemy!”
“The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you’re uncool.”
“See you back in the real world.”