Life Is Just A Bag

I Stayed In L.a. Long Enough To Get On My Feet, And Then I Moved Back To New York. The Reason I Moved Here Was That I Don't Feel Warm Outside Of A City; It's Too Barren In The Suburbs, And L.a. Is A Suburb. Here, It Felt Active.

I Try To Beat Back The Producers And Engineers So They - There's Not An Excess Of Stuff Used To Squeeze My Voice To Make It Artificial. There's A Person In There, And People Will Listen; If They Hear Another Person Speak To Them, They'll Listen Because It's Lonely Out Here.

I Was Who I Was In High School In Accordance With The Rules Of Conduct For A Normal Person, Like Obeying Your Mom And Dad. Then I Got Out Of High School And Moved Out Of The House, And I Just Started, For Lack Of A Better Term, Running Free.

The Key To The Doors Is The Culture Behind The Myth.

I Never Had A Checkbook. It Used To Be Cash In Hand, Stuff In The Pocket, Or A Manager Would Keep Some Accounts And Give Me Money. I Started To Wonder What It Must Feel Like To Actually Make A Profit, Pay Taxes, And To Have A Phone Listing, And A Manager. And Also, I Was Sick Of Sleeping Around Every Night.