Rock Is Ironic In That, Up To

The Kid Who Throws His Spaghetti From The High Chair Onto His Father's Face, He's Pushing Back. He's Sticking It To The Man As He Sees It. I Like That. So That Is Punk.

You Can't Get Your Head Around Something If You're Yelling.

Early Spring Is The Time For Vigorous Change, A Preparation For The Heat-driven Oppression That Is To Come.

The Tasks I Set Out For Myself Are What I Do To Beat The Perfect Pointlessness Of Life.

Rock Is Ironic In That, Up To A Certain Point, You Can Get Better And Better At It If You Don't Mind Possibly Looking More And More Ridiculous.