I Have An Armchair Interest In Gardening,

No Fish Can Swim Until The King Is Born, Until The King Is Born In Tupelo.

I Think It's An Essential Fact For Any Performer Or Artist To Fail As Poignantly As They Can Succeed.

Songs Need To Have The Ability To Change And To Grow For Sure. They Take On Lives Of Their Own. Some Songs Just Don't Have That Capacity. They're Locked Within A Period Of Time. And As Soon As You Take Them Out Of That Period Of Time, They Die Very Quickly.

It Is The Haunted Premises Of Longing That The True Love Song Inhabits. It Is A Howl In The Void, For Love And For Comfort And It Lives On The Lips Of The Child Crying For His Mother. It Is The Song Of The Lover In Need Of Her Loved One, The Raving Of The Lunatic Supplicant Petitioning His God...the Love Song Is The Sound Of Our Endeavors To Become God-like, To Rise Up And Above The Earthbound And The Mediocre.

When I’m Singing “deanna,” For Example, Which I Sing Pretty Much Every Night, It Brings Forward A Kind Of Imagined, Romanticized Lie About This Particular Person, Which I Find Really Comforting And Exciting To Sing About.