I remember when metal was something you really had to search out, and now I hear it on car commercials.

I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.

I've experienced as much fame as I ever want to.

Mullets are still going strong in the south and places like St Louis or the Carolinas.

There's a reason I moved to NYC, and if I listed all the musicians on my list you'd grow weary.

I don't really know why I chose bass except that it was different than guitar.

If I can introduce someone to something new, as is constantly happening to me, then I am elated