I'd like to talk to Arnold Schwarzenegger, 'cause I live in California and I just want to see that canned, chemical filled body in my office.

I'm a liar. I'll rip your mind up. I'll burn your soul, I'll turn you in to me.

Youth is fleeting and life is short, you might as well strike hard. Anything else is just average.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

For me, jazz will always be the soundtrack of the civil rights movement.

People look at things differently. Imagine going to a village in Southern Sudan and try to explain to someone there the concept of life insurance or retirement. Go to Vietnam and say retirement. Retirement in another country is your body is too racked with pain and your hands are too arthritic from the life in the rice patty fields, so you can't work anymore. So you move in with your son and his new wife takes care of you because that's how families work there.

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