I couldn't talk to people face to face, so I got on stage and started screaming and squealing and twitching.

PowerPoint may not be of any use for you in a presentation, but it may liberate you in another way, an artistic way. Who knows.

There's something about music that encourages people to want to know more about the person that made it, and where it was recorded, what year it was done, what they were listening to, and all this kind of stuff. There's something that invites all this obsessive behavior.

The imminent demise of the large record companies as gatekeepers of the world's popular music is a good thing, for the most part.

I should watch network television, or daytime television, because I'm not sure who all these people are who keep getting referred to in blogs and newspapers. I better get myself culturally attuned.

Real beauty knocks you a little bit off kilter.

I've been in beautiful landscapes where one is tempted to whip out a camera and take a picture. I've learned to resist that.