I Guess There Are A Lot Of

There's Nothing Better Than Not Knowing What's Going To Happen Until You Put The Pieces Together.

I Think That's More A Reflection Of The Fact I've Never Been A Student Of Any Particular School Of Writing, Or Even Listening.

Well, There's Just Some Universal Truths In A Way That I've Just Observed To Be True. You Read Voltaire. You Read Modern Literature. Anywhere You Go, There's These Observations About Romantic Love And What It Does People, And These Rotten Feelings That Rarely Are People Meaning To Do That To Each Other.

You Hit A Guitar, You Hit A Note, You Hit A Drum, You Hit An Organ. Meat And Potatoes. Simplicity. Not Getting Too Caught Up In Little Tweezers Of Perfection.

I'm In The Countryside Outside Of Paris, In A Beautiful Old Manor House. The Studio Is In The Basement, But We Decided To Set Everything Up In The Old Parlor And Dining-room Area So We Can Look At Each Other And (at) The Sunshine Coming Through The Stained-glass Windows. It's Pretty Idyllic, And I Think It's Spoiling Me. I'll Have To Go Back To Regular Life After This.