The Leaves That Are Green Turn To

My Voice Is My Improvisational Instrument, The Melody Instrument. The Guitar Is Harmonic Structure. I'm Not A Good Enough Guitarist To Improvise On It.

Maybe I Think Too Much For My Own Good.

The Trick Is, As I Know It, Is To Care Like Hell And Not Give A Damn At The Same Time.

Having A Track Record To Live Up To And The History Of Successes Had Become A Hindrance. It Becomes Harder To Break Out Of What People Expect You To Do.

...what Threatens Us Today In The World Of Computers And Other Invasions Of Privacy Is Not A National Id Card But A Number Of Other Things.