If You Choose To Live

One Night Around That Time, At Hammersmith, Bob Dylan Was About To Go Into [his 1963 Classic] 'don't Think Twice, It's Alright.he Said, 'hey, Bucky! Play Mandolin On This.' I Am Not Really A Mandolin Player; I Could Only Play In Certain Keys. Halfway Through, He Stops The Band, Turns To The Audience And Points To Me. He Says: 'he Isn't Playing, He's Miming.' And Then: 'should I Fire Him?' The Whole Audience Yells.

I Fought With My Twin, The Enemy Within.

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.

I Can't See Myself Singing The Same Song Twice In A Row. That's Terrible.

I Used To Think It's Better If You Just Live And Die And No One Knows Who You Are.