And I Start Sleeping And

By The Time I Recognize This Moment, This Moment Will Be Gone. . . But I Will Bend The Light, Pretend That It Somehow Lingered On

People Want To See Musicians Sing Things That Come From Their Own Mind And Own Heart In Real Time, Responding To The Moment For Them.

Most Times When You Try To Be All Things To All People, You End Up Being Nothing.

If You're Good, And You Know You're Good, And You Know You're Better Than Those People Getting Paid To Do It, You Still Have To Have An Open Ear….nobody's Music Is The Enemy Of Your Music…the Idea That Someone Else Has Made It When They Shouldn't Have Made It Is Toxic Thinking.

My Fear Is That I Go Up To The Girl Of My Dreams And Say 'i'm Sorry, But I've Got To Say Hello To You,' And She Slides The Stool Back And Gets Up And Walks Away, Saying, 'not For Me, Bub. I Don't Want Anything To Do With You.'