My mother, a very eclectic listener, had the first Doors album and gave it to me when I expressed interest in the band. It was one of the first records I ever had. As the years passed, the babysitters who used to look after me would bring their Doors albums to the apartment, and that's how I got to hear their later work.

I don't need to have my convictions confirmed by a show of numbers. However, being among people in front of a band leads me to believe that all is not lost, that humans, now and then, can communicate on a higher level than the political and the practical.

Weakness is what brings ignorance, cheapness, racism, homophobia, desperation, cruelty, brutality, all these things that will keep a society chained to the ground, one foot nailed to the floor.

There is no place in the world like Australia. Not even its beautiful neighbor New Zealand.

Consumerism is at once the engine of America and simultaneously one of the most revealing indicators of our collective shallowness.

Live music is the cure for what ails ya.

Pride is a thing that I have tried to abandon completely. Try as I might, pride still creeps into many of the things I do.