My Effin' Life Quotes

“Fact is, to this day I have a long fucking memory for people who treat me badly.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“His wife told me that he still had nightmares of those days, and she hoped that the trip would be healing for him as much as for the people he had liberated. I can tell you that his face lit up when my mother took his hands in hers and thanked him for saving her life, and I truly hope his experience helped to ease his troubled soul.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I have said this before, and so has Neil, but it bears repeating: if we learned one thing from all of this, it was a young artist's greatest asset is the word "no". It's an immensely valuable word. There will always be pressure on you to compromise, pressure to sell your dreams short, and there will always be people who want you to be something that you're not, but none of these things can happen without your permission. My most urgent advice to aspiring artists is always" Be true to yourself and just say no". Oh, and always take your wallet onstage with you. Bada-bing!”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“If the first is the year of sorrow," Neil wrote. "The second is the year of emptiness.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“For a bass player to find a drummer with the exact same mindset is a rare and special thing.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I have a feeling" she said, "he's up to some monkey business." "What kind of monkey business Mom?" I asked. "You know," she said. "The main monkey business.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Here we are in our finery, playing at the venerable Gasworks. Deep in the throes of glam, we’d change into our sequins and studs in a tiny dressing area situated beneath a restroom, which more than once leaked through the ceiling, forcing us to go onstage redolent of urine.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I feel that we're living in an era that seems to have forgotten what can and will happen when fascism rears its head. I think we all need reminding of it in the face of those who either deny the past or never knew about it in the first place.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I wouldn't go so far as to say that over the years I drove producers and engineers a little crazy, but... well... Yeah, let's say I did. I'd watch every little thing with an eagle eye, trying to understand and remember every flick of a switch, leaping on people if they forgot to do the smallest thing, demanding explanations for everything. I couldn't help myself, and I've always been the same. It's partly a matter of control, partly (depending on who we'd be working with) a lack of trust, but most important, it's a compulsion to exhaust every possibility to make the perfect record. I don't want to have to live with errors. Impossible, I know, but what's the effin' point of not shooting for the moon?”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I was a fan of guys with a higher range like Steve Marriott in the Small Faces and Humble Pie. (Humble Pie’s Performance: Rockin’ the Fillmore would be a hugely influential”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“* I don’t know how Flavor Flav felt to be upstaged so, but after we got our award and finished our performance, Chuck D looked at Alex and said to him, “Man, that was performance art!”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Far and Near: On Days Like These,”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“That speech left a lasting impression on everyone there and on everyone watching from home when the show was aired on TV, and it would become a regular thing for the rest of the”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Feedback”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“reggae and ska rhythms into the middle of “The Spirit of Radio”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Hold Your Fire”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I’ve gotta go now, I’m due back on the planet Earth”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“we were earnestly trying to write music with a literary inflection;”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Lee sounds like the damned howling in Hades,” wrote Robert Martin in the Globe & Mail. “The music is pretty standard heavy metal stuff, guaranteed to rattle the loose change in your pocket. Still, they must be doing something right, judging by the number of young women who leapt onto the stage to give Lee roses and plant wet ones on his cheek.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Beneath, Between and Behind,” a modest little epic about the birth, history and present circumstance, no less, of the great country we’d been travelling around—about the decaying American dream and the façade of what it meant to be an American.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Then, fatefully as it would turn out for Rush, he introduced us to Ayn Rand’s Anthem, which made sense for us to read since we already happened to be writing a song called “Anthem,” though I cannot say I ever grokked its fullness.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“John Wyndham fan. I’d never dug The Chrysalids when forced to read it in school, but taking in The Midwich Cuckoos and The Day of the Triffids”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Italian prog rockers PFM (Premiata Forneria Marconi)”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“I really like the raw materials”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“A booking-agent-turned-manager at ATI wanted to give us first dibs on an act he was representing: a Canadian trio hailing from Toronto. The club where the performance was happening was a dark, dingy place called the Colonial Tavern, which had a threadbare sound system that couldn’t come close to keeping up with the band. I could appreciate the fact that the trio gave the high-energy type of performance. Their downfall in my eyes was their look. They were ugly. I would have taken a flier on them, but there wasn’t enough money in the Casablanca coffers to afford a ham sandwich and I decided not to make an offer. As the years went on, the wrongness of my choice just grew and grew. Even now I cringe just looking at these words: The band I chose not to sign was Rush.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Canadian Bandstand,”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“Other new arrivals, meanwhile, were arbitrarily assigned English names. An oft-told fable about a young Jewish boy arriving at Ellis Island in New York has an immigration official asking him his name. The fearful child responds in Yiddish, Shoin fargesn, which means “I’ve already forgotten.” And the official writes down . . . Sean Ferguson.”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life

“We’re only immortal for a limited time —Neil Peart”
― Geddy Lee, My Effin' Life