I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store.
I think about this all the time
walk up to the club like what up im paul mccartney
“Every time I go on tour, the rumor starts. Oh he’s retiring. This’ll be his last one. I mean what am I gonna do, sit at home and watch telly? Yeah that’s okay for five minutes, but this beats it all. You actually get out there, sing songs that you’re proud of - y’know, cause I’m, I’m very proud of the stuff I do - know that there are people in the audience who are gonna like this.”