You May Leave School, But It Never

Ballet For A Rainy Day Silent Film Of Melting Miracle Play Dancing Out There Through My Window To The Backdrop Of A Slow Descending Grey

I've Always Liked The Idea Of Improvised Music. Improvised Anything. It's What Conversation Is.

I'm A Big Kid. I Never Lost My Childlike Appreciation Of Things. Too Many People Lock It Out And Throw Their Toys Away And Say, Okay, I'm Gonna Grow Up And Be Grumpy And Miserable And Not Think About The Magical Side Of Things Anymore -- And I Can't Seem To Stop Doing That.

Where I've Arrived Now Is The Product Of Mixing The Very Straight With The Very Exploratory; There's A Fine Line Between The Two, Although It Tends To Be Getting Straighter And Straighter Because My Songwriting Is Getting Better.

You Watch The Country-music Awards That They Show On The Television, And You See Country Music Has Reached About 1985. It's All Huge Processed Drum Sounds And Chiming Chorus Guitars And Programmed Synths Bobbling Along In The Background.