It's Life's Illusions That I Recall, I

You Have This Mounting Aggressive Ignorance With The Rabbit's Foot Of Their Particular Religion. You Don't Really Have Any Kind Of Spiritual Law, Just A Kind Of A Rabid Mental Illness. The Songs Are A Little Slice Of Life.

Woke Up, It Was A Chelsea Morning, And The First Thing That I Knew There Was Milk And Toast And Honey And A Bowl Of Oranges, Too.

I See Music As Fluid Architecture.

Van Gogh Was Impulsive.

Because I'm So Busy And Because I Think Of Myself As A Painter, I Desperately Guard The Time That I Have To Paint. And Sometimes I'm Irresponsible To My Career In Order To Paint. Because Painting Is Obsessive. I Forget To Eat. I Forget To Sleep.