Occupation: Guitarist Birth: April 11, 1958 Death: December 16, 2001
Sometimes the humanrace is given absolutely marvellous gifts, and we take those gifts and squanderthem just because we are human beings. This is all ….
I don't feel any kind of a responsibility (other than to myself) to write "weighty" lyrics. In fact I sometimes wish I could learn to write in a simp….
Im not expecting to grow flowers in the desert, but I can live, and breathe, and see the sun in wintertime.