Let's face it, we do have this mating instinct that just won't quit, you know? Just when you think it's safe to come out, there it is again. You're driving down the street, and it's the last thing on your mind, and all of a sudden you're like, "Oh, he looks nice," and you're up a lamppost.

Being on tour sends me crazy, I drink too much and out comes the John Mcenroe in me.

It's my tough luck if things happen that are complicated.

I'd really rather just be the anonymous Mr. Nobody who I always was up until I first went onstage. I liked that.

I preferred rock when it was in the dark, when it was a secret between me and the audience, when it wasn't mainstream.

I don't think it's good to be sentimental, so I try not to be.

You know, when you're 23 and you get pissed, I mean drunk, you can just go crazy and it's all right. But if you're 43 and you do it, it's like your best friend's mother who used to come in pissed and everybody was really embarrassed. It just doesn't go down well, you know, after a certain age.