And Then It Fell Apart Quotes

“I’d grown up with disco in the 1970s, when I just knew it as exciting pop music on AM radio. In the 1980s it died off, but still inspired everyone from New Order to Duran Duran to Kraftwerk. And then in the late 1980s the ghost of disco came back with a fury, giving birth to house music, techno, rave culture, and even a lot of hip-hop. Disco was the crucible in which most modern music had been born, and within the disco pantheon no one had ever reigned higher or more supreme than Donna Summer.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“My problem wasn’t drinking and drugs, I decided – it was daylight.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“A few days after I left UConn my mom took me to a psychiatrist in Stamford. After talking with me for an hour, smiling kindly and calmly asking me questions, he diagnosed me. “You have an anxiety disorder,” he said. “It’s a rare and very unpleasant type called ‘plateau panic disorder.’ Basically you’re having panic attacks that don’t ever end.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“WASPy.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“There was Donald Trump. He had his name on gold-plated buildings and was the star of his own reality show. He had more than anyone could ever dream of, but as he stabbed his phone with his odd little orange fingers he looked like the saddest man on the planet.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“When I’d asked for a drum machine for Christmas my family had been confused – none of them knew what a drum machine was. But I’d noticed that a lot of my musical heroes who’d started off as punk-rockers, like New Order and Killing Joke, were now using synthesizers and drum machines, and I wanted to join them.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“I’d known Charlize since the mid-1990s, when she dated a friend of mine, and I’d met John recently. They were both very tall and they looked slightly awkward, like hyper-attractive praying mantises, folded into two of the small plastic chairs next to the picnic table.”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart

“You’re buying into this celebrity bullshit? Don’t you know it’s all a facile celebration of commerce and mediocrity?”
― Moby, Then It Fell Apart