In A Coma, You Don't

Gabriel Garcia Marquez Is One Of My All-time Favorite Writers. I Feel Spiritual When Reading His Words, Even Though They're Translated. I Wish Desperately That I Could Read It In Its Original Language. I Already Feel Like I'm Going To Church When I Read Him; Imagine If I Could Read It In The Original.

I Need Some Meaning I Can Memorize. The Kind I Have Always Seems To Slip My Mind.

Every Time I Finish A Song... Most Of The Time It's In My Own Head, Like This Sounds Too Much Like A Townes Van Zandt Song, Or Whoever. I Realize There Are So Many Melodies And Chord Progressions In Pop And Rock Music That Are So Similar That You Can Kind Of Trace It Back To Other Things. Most Of The Time It's Just In Your Head.

I've Given Up Trying To Understand What People Think About Me.

When I Try To Explain To People The Big Influences In My Life, Or At Least When I First Started, The Most Important Ones Were My Friends Who Were Also Writing Songs And Were Typically Four Or Five Years Older Than Me.