It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I'm home.

The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party.

I think Lindsay Kemp really introduced me to the work of Jean Genet, and through that, I kind of kept re-educating myself about other prose writers and poets.

I could never have done what I did without being involved with Lindsay Kemp's company.

Things have to hit for the moment. That's one of the reasons I'm into video; the image has to hit immediately. I adore video and the whole cutting up of it.

Some people are marching together and some on their own. Others are running, the smaller ones crawl. But some sit in silence.

Elvis is English, and climbs the hills. Can't tell the bullshit from the lies.