I'm gonna abandon my spirit to them, which is actually what I attempt to do. You work yourself up into that state and you fall in supplication of the demon gods.

My ambition is to further create a signature sound, a signature spirit, that makes some kind of contribution to music in general.

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.

People ask me how far I've come. And I tell them twelve feet: from the audience to the stage.

The Breakfast of Champions isn't cereal, it's the competition!

I'm not conceited. Conceit is a fault and I have no faults.

A lot of rock bands are truly a legend in their own minds.