I'm Romantically Inclined. No Human Being On

With A Song, It Only Takes A Couple Of Minutes To Go Back To The Beginning And Try It Again To See If It Works. The Novel Freaks Me Out Because, What If You Get Into The Eighth Chapter And Think, 'let's Go To The Top And See If This Works Again? It's Going To Take Me Three Weeks.' I'm In Awe Of That.

There Is Still Some Art In Pop Music. But It Can't Happen If You're Not Inspired.

I'm Romantically Inclined. No Human Being On Earth Is Not Attracted To Other People. There Is No Fairy Tale That They Only Have Eyes For You. You Just Choose To Act On It Or Not.

I Have Manic Energy. What Can Be Done About It? I Don't Know What To Say Sometimes. I'm Professional In Public, But I Like To Stay Inside And Be A Hermit.

If The Melody Is Telling Me This Is What The Song Is About, Then I'm Sort Of Forced Into Confession, Autobiography Or Fantasy. If I Don't Do That, I've Hamstrung The Melody.