A lot of cities are making a real effort, neighborhood by neighborhood, to make themselves into a place where life can be pretty good.

There are plenty of people who are, I think, completely racist who love hip-hop.

In the future, women will have breasts all over. In the future, it will be a relief to find a place without culture. In the future, plates of food will have names and titles. In the future, we will all drive standing up. In the future, love will be taught on television and by listening to pop songs.

Punk. . .was more a kind of do-it-yourself, anyone-can-do-it attitude. If you only played two notes on the guitar, you could figure out a way to make a song out of that, and that's what it was all about.

A dissection of music perception and creation that starts slowly and inexorably builds to a grand finish. I loved reading that listening to music coordinates more disparate parts of the brain than almost anything else--and playing music uses even more! Despite illuminating a lot of what goes on this book doesn't "spoil" enjoyment- it only deepens the beautiful mystery that is music.

It didn't even occur to me that I'm the last person in the world who should play salsa or Brazilian music.

I didn't have any agenda or plan when I started writing stuff.