As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside.

Plucked her eyebrows on the way, shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side.

Raymond Chandler managed to write about L.A. his whole career. Should I keep going writing about New York? Is that what I should be doing? Songwriting doesn't work that way.

I love Ornette Coleman. I love Don Cherry. I love the way those guys play.

I was a product of Andy Warhol's Factory. All I did was sit there and observe these incredibly talented and creative people who were continually making art, and it was impossible not to be affected by that.

Life is like Sanskrit read to a pony.

You're a musician: You play. That's what you do.