To Me, If You Are In The

I'm Eighteen, And I Don't Know What I Want.

The Late Sixties And Early Seventies Were Kind Of A Breeding Ground For Exciting New Sounds Because Easy Listening And Folk Were Kind Of Taking Over The Airwaves. I Think It Was A Natural Next Step To Take That Blissful, Easygoing Sound And Strangle The Life Out Of It.

The Minute You Step Onstage, You Get Eight Feet Taller.

Chained In A Cell, Got My Own Private Hell. Preacher Crucifies Me, Warden Wants To Fry Me.

If You Confine It, You're Confining A Whole Thing. If You Make It Spontaneous, So That Anything Can Happen, Like We Don't Want To Confine Or Restrict Anything. What We Can Do, Whatever We Can Let Happen, You Just Let It Happen.