A Hero Is A Goddam Stupid Thing

Realizing That Life Is Precious The Natural Tendency Is To Trample On It, Like Laughing At A Funeral.

A Young Woman Is Dead. I Don’t Care. You Probably Don’t Care. The Police Don’t Care. The Papers Don’t Care. The Punks For The Most Part Don’t Care. The Only People That Care Are (i Suppose) Her Parents And (i’m Almost Certain) The Boy Accused Of Murdering Her.

I Hate Stanley Clark, But I Have To Admit He's Playing Jazz Whether I Like It Or Not.

When Kids Can't Afford To See It Anymore Maybe We'll Have A Whole Resurgence Of Garage Bands All Over America And This New Wave Thing Will Start To Mean Something On A Grass Roots Level.

The Ultimate Sin Of Any Performer Is Contempt For The Audience.