As much as people are griping about the Internet taking sales away from artists, it's been a huge promotional tool for me.
You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill, now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will.
I can't get too offended when somebody parodies me.
There aren't that many superstars around anymore.
I've learned how to use my spam filter pretty effectively.
As it turns out, there is a thing called the Internet, and stuff does go out there whether the suits like it or not.