My fake Japanese was smooth enough to earn me the title of 'The Emperor of Pleasing Graciousness' in that country.

My fake Japanese was smooth enough to earn me the title of 'The Emperor of Pleasing Graciousness' in that country.

Two thousand years from now they'll still be hearing about Elvis Presley.

From 1958 to 1964, that's real rock n' roll. Then the Beatles hit and everyone sounded like them.

I taught myself to tune in to another persons wavelength, figure out what they were looking for, and try to project that thing back at them.

I am just a little tired of the Stones and the Beatles, and I don't care if I ever hear 'Louie Louie' ever again.

I started out as an opportunistic renegade. By now, I've lasted long enough to become sort of an American Original Respectable Renegade.