Angebracht / Attached Erinnerungen / Memories Etwas / Some Früh / Early Grunge Musical
I'm proud of what I achieved there, but a life built on memories is not much of a life.
Society attacks early, when the individual is helpless.
Have a mind that's open to everything, get attached to nothing.
Everyone looks so much better when they smile.
After a foreign invasion, there has to be a sort of feeling of musical inadequacy in the country.
I'm attached to the beat. The beat speaks words. I love music.
There are millions and billions of atoms of memory of all kinds of musical themes in me.
I like the fact that music is more abstract.
Most of my memories of Texas are of mosquitoes, watermelons, crickets, and my brother teasing me.
