Charles Baudelaire

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.

We are all born marked for evil.

My legs are nice, my lips are shapely, and my breasts are pretty. They popped up when I was 11 and they weren't small then. I was teased, but now those kids wish they had what I have!

I'm a working stiff, baby, just like everybody else.

I always dreamed of writing in an orchestral context. But when you finish a piece, you want to hear it. So we played everything with Phish.