The underground went really underground. Grand Funk, and all these people man are the moderate's choice of music. Underground is Yoko Ono, The Black Poets. These people scare the hell out of most freaks. They laugh at Yoko Ono, but it's the whole cliché.

I'm regarded quite asexually by a lot of people. And the people that understand me the best are nearer to what I understand about me.

Rock's always been the devil's music.

Money goes to money heaven, body goes to body hell.

We slit the Catholic throat, stoned the poor on such slogans as wish you could hear and love is all we need.

She's a total bam bam.

I guess Ziggy would have been the perfect vehicle to have done with.