I Walked Out And Jack

Static In My Head, The Reflected Sound Of Everything, Tried To Go To Where It Led, But It Didn't Lead To Anything.

I Rode On A Float In One Of The Parades In Mississippi. It's An Experience.

Somewhere Where People Aren't So Mad Would Be Nice, But I Don't Know If There Is Anywhere Like That.

It Touches On Drug Use. I Got Caught Up In That For Almost Two Years.

Everybody Gets A Tag. If You Listen To A Velvet Underground Record, You Don't Think, 'godfathers Of Punk.' You Just Think, 'this Sounds Great.' The Tags Are There In Order To Help Try To Sell Something By Giving It A Name That's Going To Stick In Somebody's Memory. But It Doesn't Describe It. So 'depressing' Isn't A Word I Would Use To Describe My Music. But There Is Some Sadness In It -- There Has To Be, So That The Happiness In It Will Matter.