I'm Beginning To Wonder If

God Gave Us The Gift Of Life. It Is The Most Precious Gift Ever. To Be Unarmed Is To Be Helpless To Protect That Gift; That Is Outright Irresponsible.

I'd Like To Have James Brown As My Singer. I Already Have The Best Drummer, Tommy Clufetos. I've Jammed A Bunch With John Entwistle, And It Was Like A Musical Orgy. That Guy Is A Living, Breathing, Grunting Rhythm. For Horns, Let's Go With The Stax/volt Guys, And I'm Going To Have Steve Cropper On Standby Just In Case I Want A Rhythm Guitarist.

I Contribute To The Dead Of Winter And The Moans Of Silence, Blood Trails Are Music To My Ears … I'm A Gut Pile Addict … The Pig Didn't Know I Was There … It's My Kick … I Love Shafting Animals … It's Rock 'n' Roll Power.

To My Mind It Is Wholly Irresponsible To Go Into The World Incapable Of Preventing Violence, Injury, Crime, And Death. How Feeble Is The Mindset To Accept Defenselessness. How Unnatural. How Cheap. How Cowardly. How Pathetic.

I Write Incessantly, I'm Very Productive, I Write For A Dozen Publications And Blogs And Websites. A Lot Of Very Hardcore Political Stuff. I Write A Weekly Feature. I Express Myself. But When Time Comes To Make Music [with The] Same Absolutely Unleashing Of Total Honesty Zero Inhibitions, It Just Flows Like A Stream Of Conscientiousness Because I Will Not Be Silenced No Matter What My Point Might Be.