“Unfortunately for the Culver Creek Nothings, we weren't playing the deaf-and-blind school. We were playing some Christian school from downtown Birmingham, a team stocked with huge, gargantuan apemen with thick beards and a strong distaste for turning the other cheek.”

“What I love about the sculpture is that it makes the bones that we are always walking and playing on manifest, like in a world that so often denies the reality of death and the reality that we are surrounded by and outnumbered by the dead. Here, is a very playful way of acknowledging that and acknowledging that and that always, whenever we play, whenever we live, we are living in both literal and metaphorical ways on the memory and bones of the dead.”

“We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time”

“When I received the Culver Creek Handbook over the summer and noticed happily that the “DressCode” section contained only two words, casual modesty, it never occurred to me that girls wouldshow up for class half asleep in cotton pajama shorts, T-shirts, and flip-flops. Modest, I guess, andcasual.”

“Nothing really mattered that much, not the good things and not the bad ones. We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous.”

“But I was not in the band, because I suffer from the kind of tone deafness that is generally associated with actual deafness”

“Such was life that morning: nothing really mattered that much, not the good things and the bad ones. We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous.”