I think I would go further into fine arts, I think, if I were to continue.

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.

Heaven's full of astronauts and the Lord's on death row.

You have this mounting aggressive ignorance with the rabbit's foot of their particular religion. You don't really have any kind of spiritual law, just a kind of a rabid mental illness. The songs are a little slice of life.

I was young for my age. Not as naïve as they expected. I don't know why I seem to bring that out in people.

In terms of fiction, I'd rather go out and have a good time than read a book about someone having a good or bad time.

I'd had a rough childhood.