I have found that searching for insight is more often than not a path to total darkness

I think that's the most important thing: when life kind of screws you over a little bit, you've got to learn from that experience.

You're gonna get thrown curve balls left and right, and that's just the way it goes.

I am lucky. I did not choose this life. It chose me. It's strange like that; not picking my path, but rather easing into the water and letting it carry me where it will. Yes, there will be nights where I feel like my destiny is at my fingertips and there will be nights I wish the lights were off and I could just make these sounds in the dark. Still, I will always be there, wherever there might be, staring into blackness hoping the blackness stares back at me.

But planes land and so do I, and suns rise, melting away the grounds cool protection. I am finally free, if only for this moment. And should that be the case, then know that I am throwing a parade in first class as I speak. Art has again saved my life, my love and me. What next? Who really cares? Certainly a toast will be in order. Make mine a double.

I'm Doctor McMahon with a Ph.D. in sweet-ass rock with an emphasis in set list creation.

And when I got sick I felt confident that if it was the last thing I ever recorded before I left this earth, I would be really proud of it.