(from furious,com)

One thing in particular I won't forget: during the latter half of the song, "Love of the Loveless," Eels leader, a man called "E," delivered a curiously affecting rock homily. It was about accepting the nature of life in this cruel world, while holding tight to those things that get you by— things like small, mundane pleasures and moments of self-acceptance. It was oddly profound, but not in an obvious way. It wasn't just what E said, but also the context and manner in which he said it. There he stood on stage with a guitar and mirrored sunglasses, looking very rock ‘n' roll, and yet his voice, scarred and throaty, sounded very fatherly and wise. It just seemed odd to me that this "rock star" carried such an aura of maturity and wisdom, and that it didn't undermine the power of his music. Neither preachy nor ironic, his words floated over the music with a particular gravity. Our hero believed what he was uttering.