You can't beat two guitars, bass, and drums.

In the late '70s I started to search for the perfect sound - whatever that might be, before that I was mainly interested in drugs, insanity and the rock'n'roll lifestyle.

One chord is fine. Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you're into jazz.

I can concentrate on my art.

I wish I had a talking book that told me how to act and look, a talking book that contained keys to past and present memories

I like druggy downtown kids who spray paint walls and trains. I like their lack of training, their primitive technique. I think it hurts you, when you stay too long in school.

Why don't you swallow razor blades?