It's Easy To See That

High Times Magazine Is A Notch Intellectually Below Highlights For Children. I Mean, They're Both Great To Read When You're Baked, But Come On, Ya Know.

A Verbose, Prosaic Review Which Mentions Whistling Winds And The Timeless Feeling Of Jade Doesn't Mean Anything To Me; I Don't Need A Novella Telling Me About How An Album Is Like A Fine Meal.

I Think For A Lot Of People, It's Just Where Their Saturation Point Was. Once You Get Into The [donald] Trump Stuff And The Republican Stuff And The Ayn Rand Followers, It Doesn't Let Up For About Half An Hour. It Gets Hard And Stays Hard For A While.

The Best Thing About Me Is There Are No Skeletons.

I Did One Of The Worst Shows For That Kind Of Thing In Northampton, Massachusetts, Which Is One Of The Most Liberal Spots On The Planet. There Were Numerous People Who Walked Out, Somebody Had Thrown A Beer, I Had People Yelling And Screaming.