When the polar ice caps melt, my recording studio will rise up like an ark, and I'll float off into the drowned world like a character from a J.G. Ballard novel.

Well, you know, I mean, I first did my live shows in the late 70's and in those days I had a boatload of equipment that always seemed to be going wrong.

So evidently music was a killer app and is a killer app for computer and the Internet; it just took the tech industry a long time to hear that message.

The games industry is already bigger than the music industry, and it's mainly directed at teenage boys.

It isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing.

It's poetry in motion, when she turned her tender eyes to me.

The man who never dreams, goes slowly mad.