Music Becomes Very Personal. When

Well Morning Came, And It Dressed The Sky In A Lovely Yellow Gown. Shopping Malls Are Opening In That Narrow Hallway Of Downtown, Filled With People Who Are Shopping For Their Lovers And Their Friends, Singing "i Won't Ever Be Lonely Again

I Have Many Friends Who Are Both Mexican And Mexican-american And Others Who, I Guess You Would Say, Are Somewhere In Between. The Ironic Thing Is That All Three Of Those Categories Often Exist Inside Of The Same Family.

I Think It Is More Like A Ghost That Has Been Following Us Both. Something Vague That We're Not Seeing, Something More Like A Feeling.

Much Of Appreciating Art Or Music Is Really The Interpretation Of The Listener. To A Certain Extent It's Projection - It's What People Need Or Lack In Themselves That They Then Put Upon These People That They Admire.

When I Run Into A Person Or A Kid That Comes Up And Gives Me The Spiel About, 'hey, I Got Your Record At This Time In My Life, And It Really Helped Me,' That Stuff Totally Still Rings True. If You're Standing There Talking To Someone, It's Really Easy To Tell If They're Being Authentic Or Not. And That's Great.