I Met My Old Lover On The

I Have My Books And My Poetry To Protect Me

Where Have You Gone, Joe Dimaggio? A Nation Turns Its Lonely Eyes To You.

Couple In The Next Room Bound To Win A Prize, They've Been Going At It All Night Long.

It Was Easier Than Explaining Dimaggio's Use As A Metaphor.

I Like Working With Sound; Sound And Rhythm. I Like The Abstract More Than "what Does That Mean?" Nobody Ever Says To You, "why Did You Use A Harmonium?" Or "what Is That Ringing Sound That Occurs Here?" The Questions Are Always "what Does That Song Mean?" Or "what Were You Trying To Say Here?"