Inside your own self pity there you swim, in sinking down to drown her voice still haunts you, and only with your laughter can you win.

We managed to put together a compilation that had some creativity to it. In the meantime I was listening to the free radio stations and I noticed that during their war coverage they were playing these songs born out of the Vietnam War that were all critical of the soldiers.

I get the same charge from juxtaposition of colors as I do from juxtaposition of chords.

Rachmaninoff made a musician out of me. His 'Rhapsody on a Theme by Paganini' was the piece that sent me into raptures. It spoke to me. To me, it was a tender entreaty for the misunderstood.

A few drinks later you're not so choosy when the closing lights strip off the shadows on this strange new flesh you've found.

I couldn't see passion as a bad thing.

At the point where I'm trying to force something and it's not happening, and I'm getting frustrated with, say, writing a poem, I can go and pick up the brushes and start painting. At the point where the painting seems to not be going anywhere, I go and pick up the guitar.