Sometimes I Get Scared That I’m Going

Very Few Things In Life Are Worthy Of The Kind Of Emotional Distress We Put Ourselves Through.

I Remember Playing The Guitar Through The Amplifier Facing Out The Window Of My House Onto The Street In The Summer Time - That Was Social Media In 1992.

I Have These Accidents, These Mistakes, These Self-inflicted Wounds, And Then I Tear My Head To Shreds About It For Days.

The Minute Hand Moves Faster Than You Think It Does.

The Tweets Are Getting Shorter, But The Songs Are Still 4 Minutes Long. You're Coming Up With 140-character Zingers, And The Song Is Still 4 Minutes Long…i Realized About A Year Ago That I Couldn't Have A Complete Thought Anymore. And I Was A Tweetaholic. I Had Four Million Twitter Followers, And I Was Always Writing On It. And I Stopped Using Twitter As An Outlet And I Started Using Twitter As The Instrument To Riff On, And It Started To Make My Mind Smaller And Smaller And Smaller. And I Couldn't Write A Song.