The Trouble With Normal Is

There Is No Gap Between Art And Politics.

Abu Ghraib, As Bad As It Was, Can't Be Compared To What Saddam Was Doing To People.

I'm Particularly Attuned To Lyrics, And Very Often A Bad Set Of Lyrics Will Ruin A Song For Me, While My Friends Will Be Just Grooving On The Music. I Don't Mean That It Has To Be About Anything In Particular, But There Has To Be Some Art Applied To It, Simple Or Otherwise.

I Watch The Confusion Of Friends All Numb With Love Moving Like Stray Dogs To The Anthem Of Night Long Conversations Of Pulsing Rhythms And Random Voltage Voices In Spite Of Themselves Graceful As These Raindrops Creeping Spermlike Across The Car Window.

There's Roads, And There's Roads, And They Call. Can't You Hear It? Roads Of The Earth And Roads Of The Spirit The Best Roads Of All Are The Ones That Aren't Certain. One Of Those Is Where You'll Find Me 'til They Drop The Big Curtain.