I Think, Actually, That Rock And Roll

I Don't Mind If My Skull Ends Up On A Shelf As Long As It's Got My Name On It.

I Do Have Fantasies Of Buying A Helicopter And A Lot Of Machine Guns, But I Don't Know If I Can Do That. I'd Like To Have A Lot Of Weapons, Grenades And Things. And I Want To Have A Solar Energy Machine. And I Want To Have A Sunken Garden With A Glass Roof. I Guess That's About It For Now. I Have A Few Other Wants But I Can't Remember Them.

I Think, Actually, That Rock And Roll Is A Misconception. It Should No Longer Be A Term For Music.

If I Had To Spend Equal Time Doing Paintings, And Equal Time Going To Galleries And Doing Art Business, And Equal Time Making Music, And Equal Time Going To Record Companies, Or To The Publicist Or To The Lawyer, Forget It. It Would Take Four Times As Long To Do All That Stuff. Unless I Had A Patron. That's Why Leonardo Da Vinci Was Successful. He Had The Medicis, Right?

I Think That G-o-d Is Like The Answer To A Formula For Creat­ing Life. Or Some Kind Of Energy Or Anti­gravity. It's Like The Answer To An Equation And It's Become Mythical Over The Years. But At One Time We All Knew What It Was. I Don't Know When It Was Exactly, But That Was The Ancient Knowledge. It's Become Diffused As It Was Handed Down And Turned Into Myth.