I Met The Devil At The Crossroads

I made the deal: fame and an early grave. The dying at 27 wasn't hard. Jimi Hendrix, Janice Joplin, Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison... they all honored their deals. Dying that young ain't a curse, it's a blessing. Living for 27 years, some on top of the world, was fine. It's good to know when it's going to end.


But Sylvester Stewart, you're truly cursed. You cheated at the crossroads. Sly Stone, you had it all before you was 27. You're just a tortured soul now. The Devil don't have to do anything! Fool, you're doing it to yourself with the devil's candy. If you ain't gonna die, at least don't get on stage acting simple.

Bankers Can't Sing

I gotta speak up when it's business music, not the music business.

So... how come the banks own all the music these days?


Hey Guy Hands, if bankers are so smart, how come Facebook is valued higher than all the major labels combined?

No Hard Feelings

First, to those rock musicians who got rich stealing my riffs... I THANK YOU. I sure appreciate the fame you gave me, and I surely don't need the money you made off of my songs. I just wish I could have played one of those fine electric guitars.

Next, Ahmet Ertegun... I thank you for discovering the Led Zeppelin and Ray Charles. Plus, my Turkish blues man, if you got to go, backstage is as good a place as any.

Hey, Mr. Edgar Bronfman... ain't DRM the dumbest thing? Those Led Zeppelin CDs you're selling don't have any DRM. So ain't it like closing the hen house door after all the chickens have run out? Unless... you are the fox?