But, You Know, All Good Rock Is

The Road Of Rock And Roll (much Like Life) Is Littered With Broken Dreams And Death. And It's Our Job To Overcome These And To Survive.

The Language Of Love Letters Is The Same As Suicide Notes.

There Are Songs About Abortions, About Slashing Your Arms With Razors, About Imagining Your Own Funeral In New Orleans, About Rock Stars Cheating On Their Wives, Sex.

If You (the Press) Lie About Us, I Will Hit You, Kurt Will Shoot You, And We Both Will Sue.

Love Is The Core Of Everything - Nothing Survives Without It.