I Find Only Freedom In

The Humanists' Replacement For Religion: Work Really Hard And Somehow You'll Either Save Yourself Or You'll Be Immortal. Of Course, That's A Total Joke, And Our Progress Is Nothing. There May Be Progress In Technology But There's No Ethical Progress Whatsoever.

Look Up Here, I'm In Heaven.

I Was Studying Tibetan Buddhism When I Was Quite Young, Again Influenced By Kerouac.

Some Make You Sing And Some Make You Scream. One Makes You Wish That You'd Never Been Seen. But There's A Shop On The Corner That's Selling Papier Mache, Making Bullet-proof Faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay. If You Want It, Boys, Get It Here, Thing.

On "tonight" I Think I Was Torn Dreadfully Between Writing What I Wanted To Write, But Keeping It In A Style That Would Follow Up What I Had Just Done. That's Where I Feel I Was Untrue To Myself As An Artist . . . That Album And, To A Lesser Extent, "never Let Me Down."