Life Is Just A Bag Of Pot.

Well, After Zombie Birdhouse Came Out, I Toured Behind It In The Fall Of 1982, Into The Spring, And In The Summer In The Far East. At That Time, I Found My Work Self-referential; It Was Getting To Be Rock Songs About A Rock Singer Who Lived A Rock Life On The Rock Road, And I Was Starting To Wonder What I Would Be Like To Rent My Own Apartment, What It Would Be Like To Have A Checkbook.

My General Take On American Music Since 1969 Is That It's Just Getting Stiffer And People Are Getting More Uptight - Audience, Performance, And Palace Guard.

Onstage I've Been Hit By A Grapefruit, Beercans, Eggs, Spit, Money, Cigarette Butts, Mandies, Quaaludes, Joints, Bras, Panties, And A Fist.

If I Had To Depend On What I Actually Get From Sales, I'd Be Tending Bar Between Sets.

At University, I Had Been Obsessed With Reading About The Lives Of Rimbaud And Baudelaire, And I Was Steeped In The Crazy Poets, And I Came To View My Early Subjects Through That Prism.