I Hang My Laundry On The Line

My Goal As A Writer Is More To Comfort Than To Disturb.

Unlike Some Of My Peers, I Haven't Really Hit A Writer's Block. When I Hit A Block I Just Paint, Which Is An Old Crop Rotation Trick.

Inside Your Own Self Pity There You Swim, In Sinking Down To Drown Her Voice Still Haunts You, And Only With Your Laughter Can You Win.

Sex Sells Everything And Sex Kills.

Musically, I Would Never Run Dry. Any Time I Sit Down To An Instrument, I Could Write A Song.