I Had This Terrible Stammer, So I

I've Gone Through The Village Of My Songwriting And My Artistry, And I've Gone Through Lots Of Different Phases, Including One Where It Has Been Very Quiet And Abandoned Me For A Few Years.

I Think That I've Got Some Pretty Bad Reviews On Albums Or Songs That Later Proved Themselves.

I Had Some Dreams, They Were Clouds In My Coffee.

My Scar Is Beautiful. It Looks Like An Arrow.

I Grew Up Not Understanding What Was True And What Was Not True. It Gave Me A Sense Of Unreality. I Was Told That This Man [mom's Lover] Was Not My Mother's Lover - When He Was. I Was Told He Was There As A Male Babysitter For My Brother So That He Would Learn Sports And Other Manly Things.