I guess the things I have always loved are from people who were just being themselves. They were doing these things because they couldn't do it any other way. It was for them.

Only cool people care about the origin stories of why they like something, and I'm not cool.

I think all good art is outsider art.

"He Stopped Loving Her Today" a fascinating book about the making of a record. Really, to be honest, it has some of the best George Jones anecdotes I've ever read, like cocaine psychosis causing this personality called "the Duck."

There's always tons of crap music people are trying to sell us - [it's] the same way with publishers and galleries.

The things that I have loved have always been those extremes where there has been some kind of apocalypse in the person's life, and they come out unscathed or scathed.

Everybody is so goddamn sure of themselves, it just makes you realize this is the curse of the modern world.