As Miserable As Life May Be I

Luckily For Me, I Genuinely Like My Audience. They Really Are A Good Bunch.

The Perpetrators Of The Actual Bad Stuff That Does Real And Lasting Harm To People, Like Leakage Of Industrial Chemicals Into Water Systems, Seem To Get Not So Much As A Second Glance; The Bloviation From Media Pundits And Think Tanks Creates False Problems That Waste Time And Energy Debunking.

I Could Fall In Love With A Cruel Desert That Kills Without Passion, A Canyon Full Of Scorpions, One Thousand Blinding Arctic Storms, A Century Sealed In A Cave, A River Of Molten Salt Flowing Down My Throat. But Never With You.

While I Have Not Ruled Out The Possibility Of Doing Music, What I Don't Want To Do Is Go Onstage And Perform Old Songs. I Do, All The Time, But I Don't Think It Is Artistically Brave.

Rock Is Ironic In That, Up To A Certain Point, You Can Get Better And Better At It If You Don't Mind Possibly Looking More And More Ridiculous.