I kinda feel like everything comes full circle in life, even though that's a cliche.

I don't get my bliss by listening over and over to people in the street thinking, "Boy, is it that good?" Even though every time I hear it that's what I think. But I get it in human situations. There is this little voice that is going, "The reason you're able to enjoy your life now is that you made it in rock'n'roll and people are giving you free visas all over the place. Dude, you are being spoiled".

If I started thinking too much about how influential I've been, then I'd be more of a turd than I already am.

I've probably been spit on more that any person alive outside of, I would say, a member of the prison system.

My parents wanted to light my artistic candle. But over time, the definition of 'the arts' began to stretch. And as I got older, they suddenly realized, Oh, my God, we're the parents of Iggy Pop.

I think that all the years of exposure to amps and electricity has altered my body chemistry.

What the world needs right now... a good, artistic, gothic, terrifying scare