It's Only The Giving That Makes You

The Flute Was An Alternative To Being A Small Fish In An Increasingly Bigger Pool Filled With A Number Of Great Guitar Players.

But The Tune Ends Too Soon For Us All

If Jesus Christ Came Back Today, He And I Would Get Into Our Brown Corduroys And Go To The Nearest Jean Store And Overturn The Racks Of Blue Denim.

It Was Instilled In Me That The Money I Was Given Was Not To Be Lost Or Spent On Any Other Purpose.

It's Nice To Be Recognized, But It's Not Great To Have It Too Conspicuously Recognized, If You See What I Mean. Gold Records On The Wall, Or Titles After Your Name, It's Just Not Something... I Don't Feel That Great About It.