Chronicling his romance with fellow rock critic Renée Crist, a woman I knew, Sheffield’s book is a moving meditation on love and loss - and the (musical) ties that bind us. Love Is a Mix Tape is a new memoir by Sheffield, whose smart, witty “Pop Life” music column is one of the saving graces of Rolling Stone magazine. Any room you have for me in your life is great.”īefore long, he was making her mix tapes, a rite of passage shared by most music-obsessed lovers. I know I like you and I want to be in your life, that’s it, and if you have any room for a boyfriend, I would like to be your boyfriend, and if you don’t have any room, I would like to be your friend. I don’t even know if you have a boyfriend. The tall, skinny, geeky grad student soon found himself at her doorstep, sputtering, “I don’t know what your type is. So we drank bourbon and talked about music.” “When the bartender at the Eastern Standard put on a tape, Big Star’s “Radio City,” she was the only other person in the room to perk up. “I met Renée in Charlottesville, Va., when we were both 23,” Rob Sheffield writes.
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