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I Was Looking For Inspiration. I Found It In California. The Weather Was Always Great, And The Majority Of San Diego Seemed To Be Youth-and If You Weren't 21 And Couldn't Get Into The Clubs, You'd Go To A Coffeehouse And Hang Out.

It's Our God Forsaken Right To Be Loved, Loved, Loved.

I Feel Like I Write The Same Album Every Time But Each Time I Try To Convey The Message More Simply.

I've Been Fortunate To View The World As If Tom Cruise Is Constantly Walking In Front Of Me On His Way Across A Tarmac Before An Aerial Dogfight. I'm Speaking Cinematically Here. The Homoeroticism Was An Accident That I Wont Dismiss.

Do You Ever Wonder What Happens To The Words That We Send Do They Bend, Do They Break From The Flight That They Take And Come Back Together Again With A Whole New Meaning In A Brand New Sense, Completely Unrelated To The One I Sent ((did You Get My Message?))