Everything's Intentional. It's Just Filling In The

Another Elvis Will Not Come Along. He Got Wasted, But It's Alright.

I Love Writing. I Don't Claim To Be Great At It. Occasionally I Get A Good Sentence Off. But I Love The Activity.

I Wave To The Double-decker Buses From My Bike, But The Passengers Never Wave Back. Why? Am I Not An Attraction?

A Dissection Of Music Perception And Creation That Starts Slowly And Inexorably Builds To A Grand Finish. I Loved Reading That Listening To Music Coordinates More Disparate Parts Of The Brain Than Almost Anything Else--and Playing Music Uses Even More! Despite Illuminating A Lot Of What Goes On This Book Doesn't "spoil" Enjoyment- It Only Deepens The Beautiful Mystery That Is Music.

This Ain't No Party, This Ain't No Disco, This Ain't No Fooling Around.