I've always had a great fondness for English detective fiction such as Agatha Christie and Dorothy Sayers.
I don't like English bands. They're too structured.
I'll hear something in my head, then eventually play it. But it's a subconscious thing. Most of the time I really don't know what I'm playing.
My first joint I smoked onstage in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I smoked my first joint live.
If you're not having fun it's not worth doing.
I can't do anything but play guitar.
I came in with a completely new perspective. I would write songs and they would pick tunes they felt were in the Purple vein.
I'm constantly changing up my show. It's never the same.
The sky is no longer out there, but it is right on the edge of the space you are in. The sense of colour is generated inside you. If you then go outside you will see a different coloured sky. You colour the sky.
Men professing godliness offer their bodies upon Satan's altar, and burn the incense of tobacco to his satanic majesty. Does this statement seem severe? The offering must be presented to some deity. Since God is pure and holy, and will accept nothing defiling in its character, He refuses this expensive, filthy, and unholy sacrifice; therefore we conclude that Satan is the one who claims the honor.
It is impossible to draw near to God without sorrows, without which human righteousness cannot remain unchanged. . . If you desire virtue, than give yourself to every affliction, for afflictions produce humility. If someone abides in virtue without afflictions, the door of pride is opened to him.