An interesting thing happened in 1989, right as I was graduating: the stock market crashed and really changed the landscape of the art world in New York. It made the kind of work I was doing interesting to galleries that wouldn't have normally been interested in it.
Every day it becomes clearer that this was the wrong war at the wrong time.
It's great to be able to get up there now and do an hour or 75 minutes of songs they're familiar with.