Rush To Danger; Wind Up Nowhere.

It's So Tedious That Everyone Must Be Defined.

I Have An Unswayable Obsession With Death. If There Was A Magical Pill That One Could Take That Would Retire You From The World, I Would Take It.

I've Gone Through Managers Like People Go Through Shredded Wheat. Nobody Looks After You.

Disappointment Came To Me, And Booted Me, And Bruised And Hurt Me, But That's How People Grow Up.

I Don't Want To Get Too Involved In Marketing Budgets, Online Promotions And Download Set-ups Because It Would Be A Bit Like Gertrude Stein Mapping Out A Tv Campaign. I Want To Sing. I Want Visibility. I Am Essentially Al Martino, Not Seymour Stein.