I used to - my earliest memory of waking up with a melody in my head was, you know, 8, 9, 10. I've always heard kind of melodies in my head.

I love America and I hate it. I'm torn between the two. I have two conflicting visions of America. One is a kind of dream landscape and the other is a kind of black comedy.

Actually oddly enough, I think my work, the activism, will be forgotten. And I hope it will. Because I hope those problems will have gone away.

The great moments of rock 'n' roll were never off in some corner of the music world, in a self-constructed ghetto.

My heroes are the ones who survived doing it wrong, who made mistakes, but recovered from them.

Every artist is a cannibal/every poet is a thief/all kill for inspiration/and then sing about the grief.

It's stasis that kills you off in the end, not ambition.