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I Don't Write Happy Songs. Who Does? I Don't Know Anybody Who Writes Happy Songs, Really.

Certainly Being Proficient In An Instrument Does Have Its Problems. Because The Better You Get, The More You Just Start Sounding Like An Ordinary Guitarist. There Are Certainly Guitarists That Transcend That And Do Really Find Their Sound And All That Sort Of Stuff.

I Always Thought My Records Were Number One; It's Just The Charts Didn't Think So.

The Body Becomes The Carrier For The Work. It's Not Really About The Physical Body; It Really Becomes The Apparatus That Carries And Moves The Work. I Don't Really Consider The Body As Much; I Look At It As A Tool.

Some Are Exploring The World Through The Subconscious. I've Done That On Occasions For Various Reasons, Whether It Be Illness Or Self Abuse, Or Whatever. Once Things Start To Look Grotesque I Don't Write Them Or Sing Them. I Couldn't Write Them - Making Nightmares Into Living Daylight...the Minute It Gets Dark I Shoot Back, Retreat.