Transcription: 1984, I was a total disaster. Drug addict, homeless in the streets of Los Angeles. Came home to my mother's house, which was a good place to be because at that time, my mother is like one of these old Italian ladies whose little house had more Catholic stuff in it Bibles, crucifixes, rosaries, holy pictures and statues, holy water, man, you name it. Now the devil would take a terrible beating in there. So that was a good place for me to be, to get away from the bad life that I was living. And I remember, night of June 24th, 1984, I was suicidal, although I never attempted it ever in my life, b ...
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