So Many Things I Would Have Done,

I Heard Someone From The Music Business Saying They Are No Longer Looking For Talent, They Want People With A Certain Look And A Willingness To Cooperate.

What I Do Is Unusual: Chordal Movements That Have Never Been Used Before, Changing Keys And Modalities Mid-song.

Heaven's Full Of Astronauts And The Lord's On Death Row.

At The Point Where I'm Trying To Force Something And It's Not Happening, And I'm Getting Frustrated With, Say, Writing A Poem, I Can Go And Pick Up The Brushes And Start Painting. At The Point Where The Painting Seems To Not Be Going Anywhere, I Go And Pick Up The Guitar.

White Rhythm Is Waltzes, Marches, And The Polka. In Africa, Rhythm Is Used For A Celebratory Groove, But White Rhythm Doesn't Have Such An Enormous Vocabulary Of Spirits. It's Basically Militant.