I'm Like A Bad Musical Cliche Because

Look Not Too Long In The Face Of The Fire, O Man! Never Dream With Thy Hand On The Helm! Turn Not Thy Back To The Compass; Accept The First Hint Of The Hitching Tiller; Believe Not The Artificial Fire, When Its Redness Makes All Things Look Ghastly. To-morrow, In The Natural Sun, The Skies Will Be Bright; Those Who Glared Like Devils In The Forking Flames, The Morn Will Show In Far Other, At Least Gentler, Relief; The Glorious, Golden, Glad Sun, The Only True Lamp—all Others But Liars!

In Some Of The Greatest Recordings Ever Made, The Performance Is A Part Of The Recording. Dylan's 'rainy Day Women No. 12 And 35' Is All About The Esthetic Of That Performance. You Can Hear The Room.

When You Say 'failure,' That Seems Really Dramatic, But A Lot Of Failure Is Just Really Depressing And Mundane. I Remember The First Time I Ever Played A Concert In Italy. I Played A Venue That Held 900 People, And I Think Five People Showed Up. It Wasn't A Big, 'john Carter Of Mars' Type Failure. It Wasn't Dramatic; It Was Just Depressing.

I Feel Like People Might Be Slightly Less Inclined To Hate Me As Much As They Did In The Past, And I Think Part Of That Is Selling Fewer Records.

Honestly, The Most Vulnerable Part Of My Life Is Probably Just Honest Expression, As Cliché As That Might Sound.