God Must Have Something To Do With

Sometimes I Get Lonesome For A Storm. A Fullblown Storm Where Everything Changes.

There's Very Little I Can Sing Now. When I Asked My First Voice Teacher, Who Was The Best One, "when Will I Know When To Stop Singing?" He Said, "your Voice Will Tell You." And It Is Very, Very Difficult To Sing Now.

There Is Chaos. There's Bloodshed. There's Carnage.

I Didn't Study Anything Really. I Didn't Learn Out Of The Books Because I Couldn't Read Music Very Well, So It Is What They Say It Is - You Learn From Other People. And My Cohorts And I Would Sneak Around The Coffee Shops And Hear Stuff We Wanted To Learn, And Then You Ask Whoever Was Playing It To Teach You.

The Only Thing That's Been A Worse Flop Than The Organization Of Nonviolence Has Been The Organization Of Violence.