In my childhood everything you heard, you could imagine what it looked like. Even singers that I would hear on the radio, I couldn't see what they looked like, so I imagined what they looked like. What they were wearing. What their movements were. Gene Vincent? When I first pictured him, he was a tall, lanky blond-haired guy.

Don't matter how much money you got, there's only two kinds of people: there's saved people and there's lost people.

Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb turning children into punks and slaves.

Technology to wipe out truth is now available. Not everybody can afford it but it's available. When the cost comes down, look out!

The National Bank at profit sells road maps for the soul.

In writing songs, I've learned as much from Cezanne as I have from Woody Guthrie.

Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel?