Life Is Just A Bag Of Pot.

I Was Feeling That I Was The In The Dead-end Circuit From 1980 To 1983, And I Didn't Know What Else To Do. I Remember Doing A Show In Some College Town, In A Tiny Club, And Afterward Some Fans Came Back. I Thought I Had Done Good Gig And They Were Going To Tell Me That.

I Never Believed That U2 Wanted To Save The Whales. I Don't Believe That The Beastie Boys Are Ready To Lay It Down For Tibet.

I Wanted To Learn A Little Bit About Acting, Not Because I Thought I'd Find A Star Vehicle And Set The World On Fire, But I Thought The Discipline Of It Would Be Good For Me. I Met A Good Coach, And I Joined Her Class - With A Lot Of Hungry Young Actors Who Really Didn't Acre If I Was A Rock 'n' Roll Singer Or Not. I Started To Learn To Get A Focus, Without Having To Jump Up And Down Every Few Seconds.

There Are No Pimps, No Whores, No Transvestites - Gone. Now That's More The Culture I'm Comfortable In ... I Don't Like It In The House, You Know What I Mean, But I Like It Somewhere Around.

I Think That Prosecuting Some College Kid Because She Shared A File Is A Lot Like Sending Somebody To Australia 200 Years Ago For Poaching His Lordship's Rabbit. That's How It Must Seem To Poor People Who Just Want To Watch A Crappy Movie For Free After They’ve Been Working Themselves To Death All Day At Tesco Or Whatever, You Know.