Elusive Dreams And Vague Desires

Musically, I Don't Think I'd Ever Dry Up. I Trust My Musical Invention.

In Some Ways, My Gift For Music And Writing Was Born Out Of Tragedy, Really, And Loss.

I Love You When I Forget About Me.

Americans Have Decided To Be Stupid And Shallow Since 1980.

When I Came To California, It Was The Mecca Of The World. Every Young Person On The Planet Wanted To Be Here.