Songwriting Confidential #1


You throw it away, all of it, everything you've ever known, everything you've ever been taught, all the crap you were told by pastors, councilors, teachers, family, friends, society, philosophers and dip ship know it all's of all kinds, and you dump it all in a heap outside in the back of that part of your soul that burns all the trash and you grab your baby mama guitar and boogie down the pike, look back over your shoulder for the last time before bucking into the sun screaming joyfully at the top of your lungs before plopping down on the side of the ghost highyway and write your first of many of angel juice songs funneling through you like a burst dam of starlight and whip cream.