I Harbored A Lot Of Resentment As

There Is Something About Spending Christmas Alone, Naked, Sitting By The Christmas Tree Gripping A Shotgun, That Lets You Know Your Life Is Spinning Dangerously Outta Control.

My Favorite Moments Are When The Bass Falls In The Pocket With The Drums, The Guitar Is On Top Just Slicing It, And The Melody Is Scraping Across Like A Sidewinder Shattering Through The Monitor. It's Just, Ahhh, I Love It! That's The Jones, The Hit, The Buzz Right There. It Gets Me Off.

When I Know Too Much I Get Bored Too Fast.

It Says That Alcoholism Is A Disease, And That It Gets Passed On From Generation To Generation. I've Told My Kids About That: "you've Got The Crazy Gene In You, Guys. When It Comes Time To Kick Back With The Buddies, Drink A Beer, And Watch A Football Game, Just Realize That There Will Be A Day When That Thing Turns On You. So You Better Keep An Eye On It".

Darkness Can Be Funny. It Can Be Quirky. There Are Different Ways That That Stuff Comes Out As A Creative Person. But The Actual Conflicted, Twisted, Decaying, Rotting Soul? That's Not Me. No More.