Certainly Within Any Decadent Period, You Would

We Are So Small Between The Stars, So Large Against The Sky.

In Montreal Spring Is Like An Autopsy. Everyone Wants To See The Inside Of The Frozen Mammoth. Girls Rip Off Their Sleeves And The Flesh Is Sweet And White, Like Wood Under Green Bark. From The Streets A Sexual Manifesto Rises Like An Inflating Tire, “the Winter Has Not Killed Us Again!

You Lose Your Grip, And Then You Slip Into The Masterpiece.

I Would Like To Work With Pat [ Leonard] In Any Capacity. I Would Love To Hear His Versions.

[patrick Leonard] Is Such A Magnificent Composer. I Don't Think There Is Anybody Working Today With Those Kind Of Skills That Could Translate One Of My Tunes Into That Really Beautiful Chamber Music.