Left all my Beatle records out in the sun, got a coke bottle stuck on the end of my tongue.
It becomes more important to me as time goes on to make every album the best thing I've ever done, so it's a lot of self-imposed pressure that also kind of slows me down a bit.
I don't think there are any new media I'd like to cover.
I can't get too offended when somebody parodies me.
I knew we were having problems when you put those piranhas in my bathtub again.
As it turns out, there is a thing called the Internet, and stuff does go out there whether the suits like it or not.