Rock's always been the devil's music.

Visions of swastikas in my head, plans for everyone. It's in the Whites of my eyes.

When I was 9 years old, I wanted to be the baritone sax player in the Little Richard band.

It would be my guess that Madonna is not a very happy woman. From my own experience, having gone through persona changes like that, that kind of clawing need to be the center of attention is not a pleasant place to be.

I'd rather stay here with all the madmen than perish with the sadmen roaming free.

That's the shock: All cliches are true. The years really do speed by. Life really is as short as they tell you it is. And there really is a God - so do I buy that one? If all the other cliches are true... Hell, don't pose me that one.

Time may change me, but I can't trace time.