One Simple Word: Ugh. Is Something Still

Never Have Public Feuds With Anyone Who's Surrounded By People Who Carry Guns.

There's A Fairly Extensive Network Of Musicians On Tour Who Are All Trying To Stay Sober, And We Generally Reach Out To Each Other And Offer Support When And Where We Can.

So Man's Insanity Is Heaven's Sense, And Wandering From All Mortal Reason, Man Comes At Last To That Celestial Thought, Which, To Reason, Is Absurd And Frantic; And Weal Or Woe, Feels Then Uncompromised, Indifferent As His God.

I Stopped Drinking And Realised New York Still Has A Lot Of Charm, But It Has Become So Bourgeois And Affluent - And I Can't Really Complain Because I'm Sort Of Bourgeois And Affluent Myself, But I Like Living In A Place Where Artists And Musicians And Writers Can Actually Pay The Rent.

And If We Obey God, We Must Disobey Ourselves, And It Is In This Disobeying Ourselves, Wherein The Hardness Of Obeying God Consists.