You know what rock musicians are? They are hung up, neurotic, over-weight hippies with sex problems.

I knew already when I was seven years old, that I wanted to be on stage and entertain people. I sell laughs. Here, you got one for free!

What's missing is the testosterone. What's missing is the fury. What's missing is the passionate convicted commitment. And I got a lot of mine from my religious background. So y'all best stop imagining the way Dr. Zorba looked, or some defenseless Hasidic Jew with a little yarmulke on his head, 'cause that ain't here for you.

Whether I'm on for a day or whether I'm on for a year, at the end of the day, I sing for my dinner.

In front of the camera and in front of the lens, there's no lawsuits, there's no agent, and there's most frequently no time limits... There's a longevity that's kind of built into it. I spend most of my time behind the scenes, and when it is time to perform, I'm genuinely delighted to do it.

Self-tragedy is always a great way to dramatize yourself - ask any teenager.

Remember, life is just a game and no one gets out alive