Now I Just Don't Know Who To

Oh I Used To Be Disgusted And Now I Try To Be Amused. But Since Their Wings Have Got Rusted, You Know, The Angels Wanna Wear My Red Shoes.

There's No Money Back Guarantee On Future Happiness.

I'm Drawing From Two Generations Back How To Think About Music, How To Think About Why You Travel To Make Music, What The Possible Pitfalls Of That Are For The Way Your Life Is Structured. The Good And Bad Of All Of It Get Into The Mix Of What's Created, What You're Creating.

People Speak With Enormous Pomposity And Arrogance About Music.

I Feel Like A Juggler Running Out Of Hands.