I don't like to label myself. I know I'm very hard to pigeonhole.

In fact, when I come up with an idea for a parody I try to resist the urge to Google the idea to see if someone has done it already because the answer is almost always, "Yes, of course they have, they've thought of it!"

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem that time that you made it with the whole hockey team.

My velvet Elvis means the world to me. Although he may not be worth much dough, he means more to me than some old Rembrandt or Van Gogh.

I can't get too offended when somebody parodies me.

I enjoy all kinds of music. But it is kind of strange when I do parodies, instead of setting up drums and guitar amps.

Probably 90 percent of my albums have polka medleys.