I'm Glad I Am Crazy, It Keeps

It's The Same Thing: I Would Think, "if I Can't Go Out And Pull Some Teenager Tonight, Maybe I'm No Good On Stage Anymore." And You Start To Think That You Even Need It As A Motivation. I Did, Anyway.

Well, It Wasn't Like I Was Going To Run Out And Score Heroin And Score An Ounce Of Coke - But Incidentally, On The Road, I Would Usually Get Tanked Up And As Stoned As I Possibly Could To Go On Stage. And Offstage, It Would Be A Demon That Would Come Up About Twice A Week.

Well, After Zombie Birdhouse Came Out, I Toured Behind It In The Fall Of 1982, Into The Spring, And In The Summer In The Far East. At That Time, I Found My Work Self-referential; It Was Getting To Be Rock Songs About A Rock Singer Who Lived A Rock Life On The Rock Road, And I Was Starting To Wonder What I Would Be Like To Rent My Own Apartment, What It Would Be Like To Have A Checkbook.

I Was Who I Was In High School In Accordance With The Rules Of Conduct For A Normal Person, Like Obeying Your Mom And Dad. Then I Got Out Of High School And Moved Out Of The House, And I Just Started, For Lack Of A Better Term, Running Free.

I'm Not The Kind Of Person Who Could Join Aa Or Have Rules For Myself Or On Thursday Take This Vitamin Pill. So, Basically, I Learned The Hard Way. I Learned By Trial And Error, And Tried To Get Drugs Out Of My Work. That Took About A Year. If I Was Going To Work, It Was Best That I Be Straight. And I Was Surprised At What Came Out.