When I Was Arrested I Was Dressed

After About Three Lessons [my] Voice Teacher Said, "don't Take Voice Lessons. Do It Your Way. You're A Song Stylist. Always Do It Your Way."

By The Time I Actually Recorded Bitter Tears I Carried A Heavy Load Of Sadness And Outrage; I Felt Every Word Of Those Songs... I Expected There To Be Trouble With That Album, And There Was.... When It Was Released, Many Radio Stations Wouldn't Play It.... The Very Idea Of Unconventional Or Even Original Ideas Ending Up On "country" Radio In The Late 1990s Is Absurd.

The Requests Started Coming In From Other Prisoners All Over The United States. And Then The Word Got Around. So I Always Wanted To Record That, You Know, To Record A Show Because Of The Reaction I Got. It Was Far And Above Anything I Had Ever Had In My Life, The Complete Explosion Of Noise And Reaction That They Gave Me With Every Song. So Then I Came Back The Next Year And Played The Prison Again, The New Year's Day Show, Came Back Again A Third Year And Did The Show.

Rick Rubin Came To My Concert In Orange County, Calif. I Believe This Was, Like, '83 When He First Came And Listened To The Show. And Then Afterwards, I Went In The Dressing Room And Sat And Talked To Him.

He Went Up To Heaven, Located His Dog. Not Only That, But He Rejoined His Arm.