No End To Sorrow, Caused By The

Out Of Respect For The Things That I Was Never Destined To Do, I Have Learned That My Strengths Are A Result Of My Weaknesses, My Success Is Due To My Failures, And My Style Is Directly Related To My Limitations.

If I Need A Cause For Celebration, Or A Comfort I Can Use To Ease My Mind, I Rely On My Imagination, And I Dream Of An Imaginary Time.

I Didn't Graduate High School, So I Never Got A Teacher's Education, I'm Mostly Self-read, Self-taught. I Always Loved Music, So I Would Probably Either Be In A Band With Another Group Of People, Or An Arranger, A Producer, A Musicologist, A Music History Guy, Something To Do With Music. Either That, Or I Would Probably Be In Jail. Or Dead.

I Always Thought Of Myself As The Piano Player In The Band. That, I Suppose, I'm Confident About, And I Guess My Songwriting Developed As I Went Along And I Got A Certain Amount Of Confidence In That. The Songs Are Like My Kids, I'm Proud Of All Of Them For One Reason Or Another.

Do What's Good For You Or You're Not Good For Anybody