No Time For Drug Addiction, No Time

The Idea That Any Performer Type Is Owed Anything Is A Joke To Me.

Now And Then, Someone Is Able To Look At An Empty Space, Conclude It Would Be A Great Place To Start A Revolution, And Bravely Go Forward.

For Me, Returning To Los Angeles Annihilates The Memories Of Where I Have Just Been With An Astonishing Speed.

Thank You For Touching Me. Some Of The Only Moments Worth Living Were Spent With You. Not You Especially, The Collective You.

Keep Walking. Hot Night Right Now, Right Here. All You Have Is What You Are. All You Want Is Much Too Much. All You Get Is So Much Less. All You Feel Is Nothing. All You See Is Darkness. All You Know Is Senseless And All You Can Do About It Is Ride.