The Currents Rage So Deep Upon Us,

I'm Still Not Sure I Didn't Die

My God Is Rock'n'roll.

I'd Harbored Hopes That The Intelligence That Once Inhabited Novels Or Films Would Ingest Rock. I Was, Perhaps, Wrong.

When Critics Ask You If You Feel Vindicated By Other Critics - I Didn't Like Critics Then, And I Don't Like Them Now. There You Go. I've Always Been Outside The Mainstream, And It Stayed That Way.

Rock & Roll Is So Great, People Should Start Dying For It. You Don't Understand. The Music Gave You Back Your Beat So You Could Dream...the People Just Have To Die For The Music. People Are Dying For Everything Else, So Why Not For Music? Die For It. Isn't It Pretty? Wouldn't You Die For Something Pretty?