This Is The Time To Remember Cause

I Actually Wrote The Song First As "well, It's 9 O'clock On A Saturday." That Bit. Then I Said, You Know What? It Needs Some Kind Of An Introduction To Kind Of Set The Mood And Set The Flavor. So I Just Played This Kind Of Cocktail Lounge Thing, The Hustle And Bustle Of Waitresses Going By - That Kind Of Thing.

I've Passed The Age Of Consciousness And Righteous Rage. I Found That Just Surviving Was A Noble Fight.

I Work With Musicians Whose Opinions I Respect And If They Don't Like Something They Don't Hold Back. They'll Say, 'that Really Sucks' And 'you've Lost It' And 'you're No Good Anymore.' And I Crawl Away With My Tail Between My Legs And I Fear That Kind Of Ridicule, But I Want Them To Like The Music I'm Bringing To Them.

There's Nothing Better Than Good Sex. But Bad Sex? A Peanut Butter And Jelly Sandwich Is Better Than Bad Sex.

When I Look At Great Works Of Art Or Listen To Inspired Music, I Sense Intimate Portraits Of The Specific Times In Which They Were Created.