I'm The Oldest Son Of A Crazy

Frank [sinatra] Sang To You, Not At You, Like So Many Pop Singers Today. Even Singers Of Standards. I Never Wanted To Be A Singer That Sings At Somebody. I've Always Wanted To Sing To Somebody. I Would Have Gotten That Subliminally From Frank Many Years Ago. Hank Williams Did That, Too. He Sang To You.

[bob] Dylan Crashed His Motorcycle In 1967, And Almost Died. A Few Years Ago, He Referred To The Experience As A "transfiguration."

You Don't Need A Weatherman To Know Which Way The Wind Blows.

"like A Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] Is A Kiss-off Song Like None Before Or Since.

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.