01.02.81 St.Paul, MN, intro to ´Independence Day´
´´When I was living with my folks....my old man used to....used to lock up the front-door of the house....every night so that me and my sister used to have to come in ´round the side.... and he´d be sitting there in the kitchen with the lights off...smoking a cigarette, drinking a six-pack of beer, waiting for us....and....that was the only time that he never used to wanna ....used to wanna sit down and talk to us....and I got so I used to hate...hate getting to go in at night, hate walking up on the backporch....I could see just the light of his cigarette....and I´d slick my hair back real tight so he couldn´t tell how long it was...and....I´d try to make it through the kitchen, try to make it up to my room....but I never did and....we´d end up talking about them things that....that mattered the most to us when....when I was tired and angry and he was....he´d been sitting there too long....and when I got out of that house, I felt so good.... and I felt.... I felt like I was never ever gonna go back....and I was gonna forget that I had folks.... and I was gonna forget that town....I was gonna forget everybody that I knew there .... much as I could....and for a long time I did, I didn´t think much back on it....and my.... and my mother and father moved to California and we lived 3000 miles away from each other....and for a long time I didn´t miss ´em at all....and I could never understand ....why during those years he always seemed so hard and so angry all the time....and I couldn´t understand that when he was....that when I was in my teens, he was only a little older than I am right now....and that he´d been married for a long time and that he´d given up a lot of things he wanted....when he was a real young man....eventually I went out....and I saw him and it changed a whole lot....he was....he seemed to´ve lost ....a lot of the things that he was angry about but he didn´t seem to pick nothing up in the place so he was just quiet....was just quiet all the time....but I missed something and he missed something when I was young and when he was younger....and that´s a good thing to have with your folks so if you got folks at home, you ought to try and talk to ´em sometime.....´cause you never know....”

01.02.81 St.Paul, MN, intro to ´Stolen Car´
´´I went to this wedding....of one of my closest friends and.....and the rabbi got up and he started talking about....how as long as you´re by yourself, that all the things that you dream, dream about, they remain fantasies....it ain´t until....you make some connection with some other person or some (?) that, uh....it´s the first step to making all those fantasies....become dreams and become real....and....it´s like a song....which ain´t no good until somebody hears it....now, some people don´t make that connection....”

Compiled by : Johanna Pirttijärvi