I Just Have To Think Of Philadelphia

I've Loved Music Always, And My Music Fire Was Lit By Elvis Presley, Really, And All That Was Happening Back Then.

I Don't Think That People Accept The Fact That Life Doesn't Make Sense. I Think It Makes People Terribly Uncomfortable. It Seems Like Religion And Myth Were Invented Against That, Trying To Make Sense Out Of It.

Sex Was Like A World So Mysterious To Me, I Really Couldn't Believe There Was This Fantastic Texture To Life That I Was Getting To Do...it Has All These Different Levels, From Lust And Fearful, Violent Sex To The Real Spiritual Thing At The Other End. It's The Key To Some Fantastic Mystery Of Life.

I Love Paint. I Like Watercolours. I Like Acrylic Paint... A Little Bit. I Like House Paint. I Like Oil-based Paint, And I Love Oil Paint. I Love The Smell Of Turpentine And I Like That World Of Oil Paint Very, Very, Very Much.

I Just Love Musicians. They're Not All Super-happy All The Time, But When They're Playing They're Happy, And It's Such A Beautiful Thing.