An Artist Has Got To Be Constantly

On The Cliffs Of Your Wild Cat Charms I'm Riding.

My Father Probably Thought The Capital Of The World Was Wherever He Was At The Time. It Couldn't Possibly Be Anyplace Else. Where He And His Wife Were In Their Own Home, That, For Them, Was The Capital Of The World.

We're Constantly Being Bombarded By Insulting And Humiliating Music, Which People Are Making For You The Way They Make Those Wonder Bread Products. Just As Food Can Be Bad For Your System, Music Can Be Bad For Your Spiritual And Emotional Feelings. It Might Taste Good Or Clever, But In The Long Run, It's Not Going To Do Anything For You.

God, I'm Glad I'm Not Me.

The Times Are A-changing And If We Don't We Will Sink Like A Stone.