Strung Out On Lasers And

I Went Through All The Musicians In My Life Who I Admire As Bright, Intelligent, Virtuosic Players.

I'm Well Past The Age Where I'm Acceptable. You Get To A Certain Age And You Are Forbidden Access. You're Not Going To Get The Kind Of Coverage That You Would Like In Music Magazines, You're Not Going To Get Played On Radio And You're Not Going To Get Played On Television. I Have To Survive On Word Of Mouth.

Sexuality And Where It Is Going Is An Extraordinary Question, For I Don't See It Going Anywhere. It Is With Me, And That's It.

You Write Down A Paragraph Or Two Describing Several Different Subjects Creating A Kind Of Story Ingredients-list, I Suppose, And Then Cut The Sentences Into Four Or Five-word Sections; Mix Em Up And Reconnect Them. You Can Get Some Pretty Interesting Idea Combinations Like This. You Can Use Them As Is Or, If You Have A Craven Need To Not Lose Control, Bounce Off These Ideas And Write Whole New Sections.

A Song Has To Take On Character, Shape, Body And Influence People To An Extent That They Use It For Their Own Devices. It Must Affect Them Not Just As A Song, But As A Lifestyle. The Rock Stars Have Assimilated All Kinds Of Philosophies, Styles, Histories, Writings, And They Throw Out What They Have Gleaned From That.