At School I Was An Anti-magnet For

The Songs That I Like Are The Ones That You Can't Visualize, That Are Just Cries From The Heart - Those Very Straight, Direct Songs That Make Rock & Roll Music So Wonderful.

Some Are Exploring The World Through The Subconscious. I've Done That On Occasions For Various Reasons, Whether It Be Illness Or Self Abuse, Or Whatever. Once Things Start To Look Grotesque I Don't Write Them Or Sing Them. I Couldn't Write Them - Making Nightmares Into Living Daylight...the Minute It Gets Dark I Shoot Back, Retreat.

I've Never Been Interested In Being Relevant.

Brother, Be A Brother, Fill This Tiny Cup Of Mine. And Please, Sir, Make It Whiskey: I Have No Head For Wine!

The Society Of Whores Stuck Needles In An Image Of Me.