I knelt at the altar of Ray Charles for years. I worked at a restaurant, and that's all there was on the jukebox.
I like Thelonious Monk, he's so gnarled, he's like a piece of machinery that's pulled up the bolts on the floor and gone off on its own.
My friends think I'm ugly, I gotta masculine face.
There's a place on my arm where I've written her name next to mine.
I hate Disneyland. It primes our kids for Las Vegas.
Most vagabonds i knowed don't ever want to find the culprit that remains the object of their long relentless quest. The obsession's in the chasing and not the apprehending, the pursuit you see and never the arrest" - Tom Waits "Foreign Affairs