If some band sucks, you're going to have to find out about it for yourself, because I don't have the interest in issuing warnings.

I could fall in love with a cruel desert that kills without passion, a canyon full of scorpions, one thousand blinding arctic storms, a century sealed in a cave, a river of molten salt flowing down my throat. But never with you.

For me, music was an age/time/place thing. One day I woke up and realized I was done. That was many years ago.

I'm actually on the Twitter like all those crazy young kids are, and if I'm going to do an in-store appearance or I post something on my website, I tweet these followers, a word I don't like so much, and over 50,000 people go, like, 'Okay, I got it.'

The best compliment I get every year is that a band will write me and say, 'We were just on tour, and we had people coming to our show saying they had never heard us before they heard us on your show.'

I know I was a generic dysfunctional child, but I think a lot of people are.

All I can do is just do stuff while I am alive and hopefully that track record will speak for itself.