The More You Know, The More You

When It Became Easy Enough To Do Dairy Online, Then I Just Thought, "oh, I'll Start Doing This. I'll Put The Parts Online That Aren't Going To Get Me In Trouble. I'll Save The Rest For Myself." It Became Also This Kind Of Self-therapy. I Could Write About Stuff That Was Bothering Me, Or Personal Stuff. And The Very Personal Stuff I Could Edit Out. But It Was Kind Of The Catharsis Of Getting It Out And Writing About It, That Made Me Think, "okay, I See Why People Do This, Why They Keep These Diaries." So I Thought, "well, Let's See What Happens When I Post Some Of It."

We're On A Road To Nowhere, Come On Inside. Takin' That Ride To Nowhere, We'll Take That Ride. I'm Feelin' Okay This Mornin', And You Know, We're On The Road To Paradise, Here We Go, Here We Go.

I Couldn't Talk To People Face To Face, So I Got On Stage And Started Screaming And Squealing And Twitching.

I Resent The Implication That I'm Less Of A Musician And A Worse Person For Not Appreciating Certain Works.

I Still Feel Like If I Can Get A Song To Work With, Say, A Basic Beat, A Rhythm, Some Chord Changes, And A Melody, A Vocal Melody - If It Works With That, Then I Feel It's Written And There's Something There. So I Intentionally Don't Get Involved With Arranging Stuff Or Fussing Over The Sounds And The Edits And The Beats Too Much, At Least Not In The Beginning, Because I Feel Like Then You Can Fool Yourself That You've Got Something There, When You Might Not.