Sometimes It's Worse To Win

The Whole Basis Of My Singing Is Feeling. Unless I Feel Something, I Can't Sing.

Lust May Be In The Heart, Though It Be Not Seen By Others; As Guests May Be In The House, Though They Look Not Out At The Windows.

I Can't Stand To Sing The Same Song The Same Way Two Nights In Succession. If You Can, Then It Ain't Music, It's Close Order Drill, Or Exercise Or Yodeling Or Something, Not Music.

Dope Never Helped Anybody Sing Better Or Play Music Better Or Do Anything Better. All Dope Can Do For You Is Kill You - And Kill You The Long, Slow, Hard Way.

I Never Sing A Song The Same Way Twice.