When you're writing, you're conjuring. It's a ritual, and you need to be brave and respectful and sometimes get out of the way of whatever it is that you're inviting into the room.
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But then I'm one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone, its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects concerns about technology's impact on personal interactions and cultural experiences.
In this quote, Tom Waits expresses his apprehension about the telephone and jukebox, highlighting how technological advancements can alter the nuances of communication and artistic expression. He fears that these technologies might diminish the richness of live music and face-to-face conversations, which are vital components of human connection.
Themes
TechnologyCommunicationMusicFearLive Performance
In practice
Example use cases
Starting a discussion about technology’s impact on social interactions during a seminar.
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