It's Like 60 Minutes On Acid.

I Think That If They Want People To Listen To Ten Or Twelve Songs, They Have To Give The Listener A Reason To Listen To Ten Or Twelve Songs Or To Buy Ten Or Twelve And Listen To The Whole Thing Instead Of Just Pulling One Or Two For Their Ipod Or Their Computer.

When It Became Easy Enough To Do Dairy Online, Then I Just Thought, "oh, I'll Start Doing This. I'll Put The Parts Online That Aren't Going To Get Me In Trouble. I'll Save The Rest For Myself." It Became Also This Kind Of Self-therapy. I Could Write About Stuff That Was Bothering Me, Or Personal Stuff. And The Very Personal Stuff I Could Edit Out. But It Was Kind Of The Catharsis Of Getting It Out And Writing About It, That Made Me Think, "okay, I See Why People Do This, Why They Keep These Diaries." So I Thought, "well, Let's See What Happens When I Post Some Of It."

I'd Been Keeping Tour Diaries, And Especially When I Go Somewhere Where I Felt The Experience Might Be Interesting, Like Eastern Europe Or South America Or Whatever, Where The Whole Perception Of What I Was Doing There And Stuff That I Was Seeing And Music I Was Hearing, I Could Put All That Into A Diary.

Sometimes I Write Stuff That Strangely Predicts What's Going To Happen In My Life.

There's Still A Feeling That Uncensored Emotions Make A Good Song. They Don't. Pure Emotion Is Just Somebody Screaming At You, Or Crying. It Doesn't Communicate Anything. It Has To Be Mediated With Some Skill And Craft, In Order To Communicate It To A Second, A Third, Or A Fourth Person. That Doesn't Make It Any Less Real. And It Doesn't Make It Any Less True. But It Does Mean That, Yeah, It's The Combination That Makes It Work.