“One chord is fine,” he once said, alluding to his bare-bones guitar style.
“Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you’re into jazz.”


“My bullshit is worth more than other people’s diamonds.”

Unvergessen auch die Lester Bangs-Interviews mit Lou Reed. Womöglich der einzige Journalist, der ernsthaft mit Reed in den Ring stieg und man den Eindruck gewann, dass es Reed Vergnügen bereitete, dass hier jemand bereit war, auszuteilen.


Lester Bangs: “A liar, a wasted talent, an artist continually in flux, and a huckster selling pounds of his own flesh, a panderer living off the dumbbell nihilism of a seventies generation that doesn’t have the energy to commit suicide.”

Lou Reed: “You know that I basically like you in spite of myself. Common sense leads me to believe that you´re an idiot, but somehow the epistemological things that you come out with sometimes betray the fact that you´re kind of onomatopoetic in a subterranean reptilian way”