I had a very unusual contract. Most artists actually pay for their record dates and it comes out of their royalties. I paid for nothing.

I just learned my lyrics and tried not to bump into the trumpet player. That was my philosophy.

I've got a computer, but I won't go near it.

You knew after eight bars that you were hearing something just absolutely new and unique.

I'll probably never put out another album because I'm a tough critic of my work, and I don't think I could come up to those standards any more.

Songs suffer at the mercy of the performer.

The world is a pile of grunge.