Just as I am a Ringo Starr Girlie, I am also an Art Garfunkel Girlie. You cannot have the greatest triumphs in music without them. 

This was so incredibly earnest and deeply personal. The vignettes of memoir interposed with poetry was a nice form, and I appreciated the photographs. Some of the passages made me exclaim out louds "Holy shit Artie". Most of these had to do with his and Paul Simon's insane homoerotic rivalry/friendship.

Also Art Garfunkel is unabashedly bisexual in this. We love you, queen.

I cannot believe the typeface is a digitized version of his handwriting. I can rarely even read the things I write as I write them. Meanwhile Mr. Garfunkel over here is a Font.