I was one of the authors of the Port Huron Statement (the original Port Huron Statement, not the compromised second draft). And then if you've ever heard of the Seattle Seven--that was me--and six other guys. I was also in the music business briefly as a Roadie for Metallica during their Speed of Sound Tour. Bunch of assholes. And then, you know, a little of this, and a little of that. To be honest my career's slowed down a bit lately.
I thought I was in love once, but true love is hard to find. Sometimes you think you have true love, and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego, and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show, ready to double-team your girlfriend. Obviously, it wasn't true love with her.
Just because I don't have a girlfriend anymore doesn't mean I want to be set up, though. I mean, forgive me if I don't seem real eager to jump into a forced, awkward intimate situation that people like to call "dating." I don't like the feeling. You're sitting there, you're wondering, "Do I have food on my face? Am I talking too much? Am I interested? Even if I'm not really interested should I pretend that I'm interested in case she's interested. And am I supposed to kiss her? What signs should I be looking for? Cause the bottom line is that it's very difficult trying to read the situation and all the while you're just really wondering, "Are we gonna get hopped enough to make some bad decisions tonight?" And perhaps play a little game called "just the tip, just for a second, just to see how it feels."
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