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"I'm Moby, and I'm an alcoholic."

Lizzie Grant, whom I’d tried dating a couple of years ago, was one of our original backup singers, but she left the group to pursue her own career as Lana Del Rey.

I’d never met Pantera, but I loved their records. The first time Kelly had visited me, in 1999, I’d put on The Great Southern Trendkill while I was making dinner. She liked Belle and Sebastian and Fairport Convention, and was baffled that I would put on a Pantera album while adding organic basil to a vegan spaghetti sauce.

What I could never process was that each time I entered, I was visiting David Bowie as a friend. As a peer. Well, “peer” seemed absurd. Bowie was the greatest musician of the twentieth century, while I was a bald degenerate with an accidental hit record. He was a demigod; I was most likely a fluke.