I'll Be The First To Admit That

The Worst Crime Is Faking It.

I Remember Feeling Ashamed, For Some Reason. I Was Ashamed Of My Parents. I Couldn't Face Some Of My Friends At School Anymore, Because I Desperately Wanted To Have The Classic, You Know, Typical Family. Mother, Father. I Wanted That Security, So I Resented My Parents For Quite A Few Years Because Of That.

I Like The Comfort In Knowing That Women Are The Only Future In Rock And Roll.

People Are Coming To Shows On The Strength Of One Song. I Guess That's The Way It Goes.

I Would Love To Be Erased From Our Association With Pearl Jam Or The Nymphs And Other First Time Offenders.