Beware Of Those Angels With Their Wings

As Far As A Theoretical Point Of View For My Generation, I'm Probably The Most Successful Theoretician. I Mean, Double Albums And Concepts And Dresses And Major Disasters And Wonderful Successes And Yet You Don't See The Critical Review Of My Work. Why? Because It's All Focused On The Persona. Billy Corgan. But I Get To Sort Of Jump In And Be Billy Corgan. But Then I Get To Sort Of Jump Back Out And Be Like, Sensitive Man In The Corner.

When You Move Artistically, The Natural Inclination Is To Denounce Everything That's Gone Before.

I've Thought Many Times, 'i Can't Write This,' But On My Own Little Planet I Found The Courage To Write It Because It Was True. I Put Aside Fear Of Father Being Angry With Me. It's Hard Though; The World Pales In Comparison With The Stature Of A Parent. In Some Small-consolation Way, My Parents Feel I'm Helping People By Giving Them Something To Identify With. They Feel Proud In A Sort Of Reverse Way. My Mom's Proud Of The Fact That Lots Of Kids Look Up To Me.

Despite All My Rage I Am Still Just A Rat In The Cage.

Most People Are Living Lives Of Sort Of Survival. And Constantly Posing An Existential Crisis, Either Through Fantasy Or Oblivion, Really Has Been Pretty Much Explored In Rock And Roll. At Least In The Western Version Of Rock N' Roll.