The demise of the monolithic record industry has been, for a lot of people, really liberating and emancipating.

When I was a drunk, New York was the greatest place in the world. You walk everywhere, everything is open until four in the morning, and people go to New York looking for debauchery.

I'd strike the sun if it insulted me.

There's not a lot of precedent for weird, bald musicians in the Lower East Side making records in their bedrooms and going on to sell a lot of copies of the record. Especially if you look at the pop climate.

Whenever I've had success, I never learn from it. Success usually breeds a degree of hubris. When you fail, that's when you learn.

You make mistakes and you learn from them.

All of us little bald white guys wearing glasses kind of look the same.