I Know I'm Sane I Don't Give

I Just Went To Europe, Spent A Year Traveling, And Then I Came Home With A Finished Album And Said, "hey Everyone I'm Back!" I Gave Everyone Their Lighters From Luxembourg, Gave Them The Postcards From Italy And Rome, Then Said, "hey Look, I Made A Record, Too" And Played It For Them. The General Reaction Was Shock, Because It Was So Different From What They've Known Me To Do.

I Like Being Swept Up In Weather And Observing It As Something Beautiful And Giant. It Makes You Feel So Minute. The Only Thing As Big As That Are Your Thoughts About It, Which Can Expand Exponentially While Your Physical Self Is Just Trapped. It's A Pretty Awesome Feeling, In The Original Sense Of The Word.

You Hit A Guitar, You Hit A Note, You Hit A Drum, You Hit An Organ. Meat And Potatoes. Simplicity. Not Getting Too Caught Up In Little Tweezers Of Perfection.

There Are Certain Parts Of Chords That Resolve Things And Tie A Bow, And Others That Keep Things Open And Unanswered.

You Can Get Anywhere On Earth By Falling Asleep.