The first Latin music that blew my mind was bumba, which was a Puerto Rican beat.
I've been tired since I was 15.
I don't know why I'm alive but I know there's a reason for it.
It's really a drag to do the same project over and over again.
When you're a kid, you have this feeling like you're indestructible. Your mortality doesn't even occur to you. But as time goes by, you realize, "I better cut this out or that out if I want to continue to exist."
When I'm sleeping I do a lot of living.