Becoming A Mom Made Me

My Son Writes Songs And Plays. He Sings Like An Angel.

You're Just Playing, Playing, Playing, And Then An Image Or Something Will Come Into Your Mind, And Basically You're Just Narrating It With Music, Letting It Move Along.

I'll Protect Myself By Making Up All This Crazy Stuff. It'll Be Like A Little Shell. Like An Easter Egg Shell That's All Decorated.

A Lot Of The Songs Start With An Image. I Was Sitting There Playing The Guitar And I Pictured This Old, Dirty Green Car, With The Window Rolled Down, In The Hot, Hot, Hot Texas Heat, And This Beautiful Woman I Knew When I Was A Kid Sitting Behind The Wheel, Looking Out At Me.

I Think The New Bohemians' Inability To Say No Was A Big Part Of Our Problem.