Your Mind Is Made Up But Your

The Battle With The Bottle Is Nothing So Novel.

I'm Goin' To Take A Little Trip, Down Paradise's Endless Shores. They Say That Travel Broadens The Mind, Till You Can't Get Your Head Out Of Doors.

But There Are Things In Il Sogno That The Methods Of The Delivery Man Could Never Achieve.

'content' Is A Word That Has Never Sat Well With Me. Like 'maturity'. They Are Two Words I've Never Liked. I Think They Imply Some Sort Of Decay. A Settling.

I Don't Think I Was Ever Particularly Mean. I Can Certainly Think Of Some Idiotic Exchanges I've Had. I Was Accused Of Destroying Pop Music, Like Wagner Destroyed Opera - A Guy In Germany Started Ranting That At Me.