All Humans Are The Same Sex, Except

Music, You Know, True Music Not Just Rock 'n' Roll, Chooses You.

They Wouldn't Be Heroes If They Were Infallible, In Fact They Wouldn't Be Heroes If They Weren't Miserable Wretched Dogs, The Pariahs Of The Earth, Besides Which The Only Reason To Build Up An Idol Is To Tear It Down Again.

What All This Posturing And Fake Glamor Results In Is A Vast Detachment And Cynicism On The Part Of The Artists. Since It's Impossible To Have Respect For An Audience That'll Take Just About Anything You Care To Dish Out, And The Impassive Demeanor Is So Central To The Role, A General Numbnose Is All That Can Be Expected.

The Real Question Is What To Live For. And I Can't Answer It. Except Another One Of Your Records. And Another Chance For Me To Write. Art For Art's Sake, Corny As That Sounds.

Corporations Are Social Organizations, The Theater In Which Men And Women Realize Or Fail To Realize Purposeful And Productive Lives.