I just think, certainly for live music it should look as good as it sounds.
I got a little house in East L.A. and did the gardening. I was doing some acting here and there, doing my own thing... getting back to reality.
I've learned to really just say no. If I don't want to do something, I won't do it. There's nothing that can make me do anything.
Bad things happen sometimes.
I could be religious, if they sang the hymns to disco.
Bipolar disorder, manic depression, depression, black dog, whatever you want to call it, is inherent in our society. It's a product of stress and in my case over-work.