I come from a town of great musicians: Washington, D.C. It's no joke, that history.

Collecting records is, for many, beyond a hobby.

I would never be innovative enough to "blaze my own trail," I'm just trying to be interesting. So I don't look to anyone else as far as inspiration.

The history of apartheid-era South Africa is incredibly sad and at times infuriatingly incomprehensible.

Why let your fury lay deep inside you, sullenly boiling your blood into silent steam and griding your bones to dust? I it not better to thrust it out with great velocity from every pore, with your every action? Let your actions speak your legend. The physical is the manifestation of the spirit. Let your spirit be teeming with fury. Let your strength be unusual and controlled. The average is the borderline that keeps mere men in their place. Those who step over the line are heroes by the very act. Go.

August, the summer's last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor.

The Internet, the camera cellphone and the like have not only sped up the world's information uptake, but they have cheapened that which they capture.