The Finest Day I Ever Had Was

The Finest Day I Ever Had Was When Tomorrow Never Came.

My Body Is Damaged From Music In Two Ways. I Have A Red Irritation In My Stomach. It's Psychosomatic, Caused By All The Anger And The Screaming. I Have Scoliosis, Where The Curvature Of Your Spine Is Bent, And The Weight Of My Guitar Has Made It Worse. I'm Always In Pain, And That Adds To The Anger In Our Music.

I Own A '66 Jaguar. That's The Guitar I Polish, And Baby - I Refuse To Let Anyone Touch It When I Jump Into The Crowd.

It Must Be One Of Those Narcissists Who Only Appreciate Things When They're Gone. I'm Too Sensitive. I Need To Be Slightly Numb In Order To Regain The Enthusiasms I Once Had As A Child.

I Really Haven't Had That Exciting Of A Life. There Are A Lot Of Things I Wish I Would Have Done, Instead Of Just Sitting Around And Complaining About Having A Boring Life. So I Pretty Much Like To Make It Up. I'd Rather Tell A Story About Somebody Else.