I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints - the sinners are much more fun.

You just sit home and masturbate. The phone is going to ring soon, but you just can't wait.

Musicians now find themselves in the unlikely position of being legitimate. At least the IRS thinks so.

I compare songwriting to childbirth. How many kids can you have before your uterus explodes?

We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.

Like a boxer in a title fight, you have to walk in that ring alone.

I never said I wasn't going to play any more. I don't know where that came from.