I Don’t Want To Fade Away, I

I Loved Every Minute Of My Childhood - Sunbathing On The Fire Escape, Digging For Buried Treasure In The Back Yard, Pulling Alewives Out Of The Sand... Then It Was All Taken Away From Me. I Came Back Every Summer To Visit My Father Until I Was 18, But I Was Always The Outsider.

Vinegar: That's What Fear Smells Like.

The Pause Makes You Think The Song Will End. And Then The Song Isn't Really Over, So You're Relieved. But Then The Song Does Actually End, Because Every Song Ends, Obviously, And That. Time. The. End. Is. For. Real.

Kissing Mother Superior, Incompetent, Hairball, Poppy Seeds, On The Can.

I Haven't Had Writer's Block. I Think It's Because My Process Involves Writing Very Badly.