Larry Tee quotes

Sometimes I get more of a mainstream crowd that just is not moving to what I'm playing. I have to have crossover secret weapons.
-- Larry Tee

#Moving #Secret #Crowds

The Internet changes everything. People are online meeting boyfriends and girlfriends, you don't have to be out drinking and drugging to find somebody nowadays.
-- Larry Tee

#Girlfriend #Drinking #People

I feel lucky that I didn't have to give up music in exchange for getting clean. I wouldn't recommend that anyone else continue to DJ while they're getting clean.
-- Larry Tee

#Giving Up #Lucky #Clean

The longer I stay clean, the better my beats are getting and the easier it is to zero in on one idea. Because I really want to, often, try to get an idea across. I can really get to the essence of a song better if I'm clean and I'm not waking up with a hangover.
-- Larry Tee

#Song #Zero #Hangover

Paintings! They're like TV, but they don't move.

I don't like it when people don't look me dead in the eye. I move my head around trying to catch their eye.

The language itself is what gets me interested in writing. It's weird to me that words exist. Never a dull moment with words. They're a layer between our minds and the physical reality around us, obviously, but the layer seems like it's always in flux, like an asteroid belt, constantly moving.

Tip: Take the stodgiest, oldest, slowest moving industry you can find. And build amazing software for it.

Often we want people to pray for us and help us, but we always defeat our object when we look too much to them and lean upon them. The true secret of union is for both to look upon God, and in the act of looking past themselves to Him they are unconsciously united.

The Foreign Office knows no secrets.

We read the weird tales in newspapers to crowd out the even weirder stuff inside us.

I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.

For a split second they stared at each other. A fleeting, lasting moment. One person noticing another person out of a whole crowd of strangers.

The simplest Surrealist act consists of dashing down into the street, pistol in hand, and firing blindly, as fast as you can pull the trigger, into the crowd.