I wave to the double-decker buses from my bike, but the passengers never wave back. Why? Am I not an attraction?

Having unlimited choices can paralyze you creatively.

I'm afraid that reason will triumph and that the world will become a place where anyone who doesn't fit that will become unnecessary

Yeah, it's pretty hard not to be completely cynical these days.

I’m not all about money, but, like most musicians, I am about survival.

I don't care how impossible it seems.

I don't believe that crime, danger and poverty make for good art. That's bullshit.