Just watched Blue in the Face again for some strange, unknown reason. Maybe because I wanted to hear Lou Reed's fascinating monologues again. I used to work at a video store and I ate movies up. Ingested them. It was during that time that I first watched Blue in the Face. Not so much anymore, though. I mean, watching movies, is what I mean. After Blue in the Face I was curious to see what Paul Auster had to say about Lou Reed's death, so I looked it up and found this interview between the two along the way.