This Is My Home. Home Is Where

If I Get Even Five Per Cent Of My Ideas Out And Documented Before I Die, I'll Be Lucky. I'm Not In Danger Of Running Out Of Riffs Or Ideas Anytime Soon. They Overwhelm Me And It's Hard To Find Time To Deal With Them.

I Saw The Ramones, Early On At A Country-rock Palace In Denver. They Were Opening For Some Record-company Band, So The Local Music Establishment, And I Emphasize The Word "establishment," Was There In Force, And The Handful Of Us Who Knew The Ramones Were Up In Front. And Half The Fun Was, You Know, Not Only Were The Ramones The Most Powerful Band I Had Ever Seen At That Point, But They Made It Look So Simple - That Anyone Could Do It, Hell, Even I Could Do It. This Is What I Should Be Doing.

I Would Hate To Have "holiday In Cambodia" Become As Tiresome To Other People As Hearing "like A Rock" In A Chevrolet Commercial.

Then As I Got Older, I Always Gravitated Towards The Hard Stuff, Born To Be Wild, Then Black Sabbath

I Think One Of The Beauties So Far Of The So-called Spirit Of Seattle Is There Aren't Any Leaders, Pop Stars, Or Guru Figures That Everyone Else Is Falling In Line With And Following. No [nelson] Mandela, Havel, Or Subcomandante Ski Mask Riding In On A White Horse And Everybody Else Just Wanting To Follow Them To The Promised Land. We're Stitching It Together And Doing It Ourselves.