Acid, booze, and ass, needles, guns, and grass, lots of laughs.

I can't remember anything I ever wrote.

No one likes to have less than they had before. That's the nature of the human animal.

Whatever it was that I felt was the weak link in my previous project gave me inspiration for the next one.

Once I got the open tunings for some reason, I began to get the harmonic sophistication that I heard that my musical fountain inside was excited by. Once I got some interesting chords to play with, my writing began to come.

I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.

We have a war dictator who was not elected, he snuck in. so he punishes people that threaten him in any way, or even say something he doesn't like. It has no resemblance to democracy.