I paint my joy and I sing my sorrow.
Van Gogh was impulsive.
I don't like to make fluffy little songs, but now I want to make some light songs.
You know, Neil Young is singing Rock n' roll will never die, and Neil never rocked and rolled in his life. I mean, he rocked, but he didn't roll. He has got no swing in him.
Give me spots on my apples, but leave me the birds and the bees, please.
I don't understand why Europeans and South Americans can take more sophistication. Why is it that Americans need to hear their happiness major and their tragedy minor, and as jazzy as they can handle is a seventh chord? Are they not experiencing complex emotions?