When You Asked Me How I Was

She Takes Your Voice And Leaves You Howling At The Moon.

Silvio, I Gotta Go, Find Out Something Only Dead Men Know.

Through The Mad Mystic Hammering Of The Wild Ripping Hail The Sky Cracked Its Poems In Naked Wonder

Gates Appeal To Me Because Of The Negative Space They Allow. They Can Be Closed But At The Same Time They Allow The Seasons And Breezes To Enter And Flow. They Can Shut You Out Or Shut You In. And In Some Ways There Is No Difference.

I Come From Way North. We'd Listen To Radio Shows All The Time. I Think I Was The Last Generation, Or Pretty Close To The Last One, That Grew Up Without Tv.