I Smoked This Joint And Then It

I Kinda Feel Like Everything Comes Full Circle In Life, Even Though That's A Cliche.

Really Good Music Isn't Just To Be Heard, You Know? It's Almost Like A Hallucination

I Wasn't So Stupid That I Didn't Realize The Implications Of What They Were Saying. In My Live Work I Was Going For The Quick Thrill, Rather Than Spending Time Concentrating On My Voice. I Figured I'd Get On, Make As Many Quick Movement As Possible, Dance My Ass Off For Five Minutes, Move Into The Insult Portion Of The Evening, And Then, At The End, Create Some Kind Of Chaos Until The 55 Minutes Were Up.

I'm Not The Kind Of Person Who Could Join Aa Or Have Rules For Myself Or On Thursday Take This Vitamin Pill. So, Basically, I Learned The Hard Way. I Learned By Trial And Error, And Tried To Get Drugs Out Of My Work. That Took About A Year. If I Was Going To Work, It Was Best That I Be Straight. And I Was Surprised At What Came Out.

And For So Long, I Had Thought If I Was Going To Write A Song, Or Get "into" Something, I Had To At Least Smoke A Joint Or Something. And That Didn't Work Anymore. Once I Was Fairly Well Cleaned Out, Even A Little Bit Of A Drug Getting Into My Work Threw Me Off Kilter.