No One Here Gets Out

The Spectator Is A Dying Animal.

Adolescence And Early Youth...the Fires Are Burning Fastest, Right? And Your Energy Level Is Highest. It Demands...and Rock Is Screaming Type Music.

I Believe In A Long, Prolonged, Derangement Of The Senses In Order To Obtain The Unknown.

Indians Scattered On Dawn's Highway Bleeding/ghosts Crowd The Young Child's Fragile Eggshell Mind.

I Think, In These Days, Especially In The States, You Have To Be A Politician Or An Assassin Or Something, To Really Be A Superstar.